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Shattered Glass - Perdition	By : GabrielC Category: Transformers > G1 > AU/AR Views: 2173 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Crossing into Perdition.
Cybertron.

He watched from the balcony. His narrow optics staring, unfeeling across the vast city, his heavily armoured, deep purple and black frame glinting in the light, scars in the metal all too visible, telling the tales of many a battle, of yet another enemy defeated. It was all his, everything within his grasp was conquered and submitted to his rule. Many worlds, including his own. He had not faced a direct challenge to his dominion in some time. Even Megatron had taken refuge off the planet, residing instead on the nearby moon base. The Decepticon’s forces were seriously depleted after his last offensive strike.

The bold move had surprised him, it was not like Megatron to directly challenge him, and it had something to do with the newly conquered organic planet known as Earth. Something about its inhabitants had put fire into Megatron’s spark and he had fought to protect them. The space bridge had still gone ahead and now the planet was his to control, to mine for all its resources using the fleshy populace as slaves.

His hands gripped the balcony rail tightly. Grinding his dentals together harshly, Optimus Prime growled in dissatisfaction. A whole stellar cycle had gone by and nothing had been heard from Megatron or his forces since he retreated off world. He was planning something. Optimus knew how he thought, better than anyone. He would be ready for him.

He paced from the throne room adorned with trophies from his previous conquests. Heads of his enemies lined the wall as a reminder to anyone who thought they could oppose him. His body guard shifted slightly as he passed him and swiftly fell into step with his leader.

“You’re troubled.” The heavily armoured, black clad body guard rumbled. Optimus shot him a glance. Only a select few of his men were close enough and brave enough to speak so candidly with him. He continued walking.

“Ironhide you know better than to presume what mood I am in.” The guard bowed his head slightly. “No disrespect intended.”

Optimus smirked beneath his black battle mask. “Have we had word from Prowl on Earth?”

Ironhide shook his head. “He’s had some resistance. Believes the ‘cons to be behind it.”

Optimus was thoughtful. “That’s foolish of them. Has Wheeljack finished repairing the space bridge from the last attack?”

“He has.”

Optimus growled softly, pleased. “Maybe I will pay Prowl a visit.”

“I am sure he would welcome it Sir.”

Optimus chuckled darkly. “Oh I doubt that.” He cast a narrow, calculating look towards Ironhide who smirked, his blue optics flashing dangerously.

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Earth

Bumblebee ducked and fired his shoulder cannon at the approaching seeker. Prowl had managed to reach the space bridge controls and was now laying the explosives to prevent the Decepticons from activating it. The other two seekers lunged at him from behind. He was too fast and agile for them. Leaping out of the way, he landed on his feet, crouched ready to strike. Firing his pulse rifle he caught Skywarp’s wing causing him to yelp in pain and anger. Thundercracker returned fire, launching into the air.

Bumblebee found himself flying through the air, landing with a grunt on the hard rock. He tried to right himself as Starscream came around for another attack, unleashing his chain guns with fury on the yellow scout. Sunstreaker provided cover fire as Bumblebee scrambled out of the way. Starscream shrieked with rage. His optics caught sight of Skywarp tackling Prowl head on. The seeker had advantage of size and brute strength but the slight tactician was agile and quick. Managing to leap onto the seeker’s back and raining down punches on his helm. Starscream dive bombed toward them.

“Prowl look out!” Sunstreaker yelled frantically, Prowl barely looked up before Starscream had plucked him from Skywarp’s back and took off into the sky. The other two Autobots engaged the remaining seekers. Firing everything they had. It soon came to blows as the seekers struggled to fly due to damage. Bumblebee looked up as he heard Starscream yelp in pain, Prowl had wrapped himself around the jet’s claws and was using a sharp curved blade to hack into his underside. They plummeted to the ground in a terrifying spin. Landing in a cloud of dust in the middle of the space bridge, Prowl luckily had landed on top and managed to scramble free. The other two seekers went to help their trine leader, followed closely by two attacking Autobots.

“Activate the bridge!” Starscream bellowed as they scrambled to get out of range. Prowl pressed the detonator as the Autobots dived behind rocks for shelter.

A blinding flash filled the night sky as the explosion soared into the sky. The bridge’s struts screamed with the strain, the vortex swirling violently, engulfing the debris cloud and the fire. Cries of shock and pain could be heard amidst the thunderous explosion. Then the area fell silent.

A faint shimmer in the air surrounding the space bridge betrayed the open doorway. The console sparked and went dark. There was no sign of any mech in the vicinity. A single weapon lay on the ground abandoned; the only indication there had been anyone in the area.

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SG Earth

Sunstreaker felt sick as the horrible lurching motion returned, his optics whitened as they were assaulted by bright light. He found himself falling to the ground, landing unceremoniously on his front with a painful grunt.

Bumblebee yelped loudly as he landed on something hard, its jagged edges digging into his frame. He groaned loudly.

“Get off me!” A muffled voice shouted from beneath him. Bumblebee scrambled to his feet, helping Sunstreaker find his. “Where are we?” He asked nervously.

“We’re still on Earth.” Prowl replied as he brushed sand off his black and white frame. He frowned, weapons fire could be heard over the crest of the hill. Sunstreaker climbed up. “Hey looks like we got reinforcements. Decepticons are taking a pounding.”

“Let’s help them, then.” The two eager ‘bots ran towards the fight firing their weapons at the advancing seekers. Prowl slid down the hill launching himself at Skywarp who had hold of what looked like Jazz and was clawing at his chest attempting to eviscerate his spark chamber. He landed on his wings causing Skywarp to yelp in pain and rear back violently sending them both to the ground. He landed heavily on Prowl’s slighter frame. The tactician cried out as the seeker struggled. His blue optics opened as he shoved his heavy frame off him. Noting the scars running along the back of his wings Prowl frowned confused. ‘They weren’t there earlier.’ He hesitated, giving Skywarp chance to get away. Starscream’s shrill voice could be heard over the din.

“Decepticon’s retreat!!”

They departed rapidly, leaving the Autobots cheering in their wake.

“We sure showed them.” Bumblebee exclaimed gleefully. Prowl approached him. “Something’s not right here.”

“Are you kidding me Prowl? We won.” Sunstreaker retorted. Prowl remained silent as he glanced round worriedly. “If that’s the case, then why are they pointing their weapons... at us?” He spoke calmly, his deep voice quiet. He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, mimicked by Bumblebee and Sunstreaker who looked a little stunned for words.

A heavily scarred ‘bot stepped forward; his chassis was raked with claw marks across the chest. His black helm was adorned with what looked like claws and his white frame was heavily armoured, they recognised his voice as he addressed them.

“Thanks for your help...” His accented tone was nervous, afraid as his optics hidden by his purple visor, inclined towards Prowl. He stepped forward. “Sir, we weren’t aware that you were going to be fighting with us today...” He drifted off glancing at the other two. “Sorry for the security, but that red one looks awfully like someone I used to know before he joined the Decepticons... and you... I don’t know you at all.” He pointed at Bumblebee. He turned back to face Prowl, as Prowl retracted his face mask keeping his battle visor in place to hide any emotion present in his optics. The mech took in air sharply and stood to attention. “You... um... look different... Sir...”

“Why does he keep calling you Sir?” Bumblebee muttered. Prowl narrowed his optics behind his visor at the mostly white ‘bot in front of him. He looked familiar, but it couldn’t be...

“What is your name?” He asked carefully.

The ‘bot looked surprised as the others around him murmured quietly, tension and fear very present in the atmosphere. “It’s Jazz Sir, you promoted me so I could take the lead in this battle... If I haven’t performed well Sir... then I...”

Prowl held up his hand. “Jazz?” The ‘bot nodded.

Sunstreaker’s confusion finally got the better of him. “You’re not Jazz! Your paint job is totally wrong; Jazz would never let himself get all scratched up like that, and what in Primus has happened to your head?! What’s going on Prowl... and why the slag do they all look like you’re going to rip out their spark at any minute?” He was getting more irritable by the minute.

“Calm down Sunstreaker...”

“Sunstreaker!” Jazz yelled. “The traitor! Shoot him!”

“Wait!” Prowl bellowed as he swiftly stepped in front of the now terrified golden ‘bot his hands out stretched.

“We’re not who you think we are... We came through the space bridge. We’re not supposed to be here.”

“It’s a Decepticon trick!” Someone shouted.

“It’s not a trick!” Bumblebee yelled. “He’s telling the truth.”

“They came with those filthy ‘cons!” Another yelled.

Jazz’s optics narrowed, invisible to the intruders. “I think you better come with us.” He motioned to the soldiers, who gathered round the confused mechs and grasped their arms tightly.

“Restraint will not be necessary.” Prowl stated, pulling his arm free. “Where are we going?”

“Meet the boss.” Jazz answered simply. “Bring the other ‘cons. Make sure they’re bound, don’t want that damned seeker escaping again.”

Bumblebee gasped as he saw the three bound and gagged seekers being led out. They looked like they had been savagely beaten. Prowl’s processor started running overtime. They had not looked that badly injured when they’d fought at the space bridge. Starscream glared at him, his face spattered with energon which dripped onto his chest plating, red optics filled with confusion and anger as they were all led back to the Autobots’ base. Just what in Primus’s name was going on?

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