open Rise of Cybertron

[Mr. Critical 434]

Cybertron has been returned to life. The inhabitants have awakened and are busy to rebuild their home. The soldiers that survived the war are either in hiding or have rejoined their original lives. Megatron is in hiding and The Predaking is in solitude, not bothering to mingle with "Lesser beings" and watching over his holy land. No one knows what became of Starscream and Shockwave. Most likely hiding in an off site laboratory. What became of Megatron, no one knows for sure, but he is out there. But they are not the focus of this story, this is a story of a few civilians and their tales.

 

(Takes place in the Prime universe with some elements borrowed from the Cybertron games.)

[OG Blaze 269]

HotRod was sitting in a small hut, most that was left from the war was rubble, but the constructabots were making short work of the rubble piles and trash. Soon Cybertron would be restored to its former glory and Cybertron might finally see an age of peace. HotRod took another sip of his energon, "What's shakin' HotRod?" A booming metallic voice from behind HotRod asked,

HotRod turned around,

"Hey WheelJack, haven't seen you around much"

[Mr. Critical 434]

In a reconstructed tower, was a scientist. Busy at his work, trying to assist with the reconstruction of cybertron. He was tall and had a silver color to him. Not wanting to interact with the others he stayed to his work. Some others came in, searching for other things in his lab they had left there from cleaning and recreating the science labs.

[OG Blaze 269]

HotRod and Wheelack shook hands and sat down, "It's been a while Jackie, haven't seen yah since the battle of the Insecticons"

"Yeah I've been here and there, working on some things, I know a lot of people are still recuperating from the war, and some are being sent to the morgue."

HotRod sat there for a second and didn't say anything, "I'm sorry about TailGate" HotRod stated finally.

"Don't worry, it was no ones fault but mine"

[Mr. Critical 434]

An intern walked into the lab. She was the local delivery woman, bringing in supplies. She was a quick and could get things in at quick speeds. Her name was Trick Shot. She was a light blue finish and was a talkative one. She noticed the scientist and she developed a smile. "Hey, Silver. Got that Synth stuff for ya."

[OG Blaze 269]

"Jackie......It was his choice....."

"But I shouldn't have let him! He was still just a scout......"

"He lived a good life Jackie.....and a meaningful one at that"

A pink autobot came to the table, a small Cybertronian motorcycle, "Well would you look at that, two war bots, shouldn't you be rebuilding or something?"

HotRod laughed, "I could say the same to you Arcee"

"How you two been holding up?"

"Just fine" Jackie said, "Imma hit the road HotRod, got thins to do"

"See ya around WheelJack"

Arcee took his seat.