Teletran Diaries - Fan Fiction

Oh yeah! Here is the first installment: Guard Wing :) Next: "Cry Convoy!"

Prologue: It was a dark, rainy night. Thunder roared in the skies as lightning accompanied his loud brother. They were making music, music with the sound of water as the background. This may be seen as a placid scene by some, or strange, dark and scary by others. This is Island Matanceros. The plainest island of Las Cinco Muertes island chain. There are less mountains, and less forest here. That is why In-Gen bought it in 1995. At the beggining there was 2 Islands: Isla Nublar, 120 miles off the coast of Costa Rica, which was a grand park, an island of dreams. Here is where John Hammond showcased his dream. In the late 1980's, it became possible to extract the DNA o…

Unicron: Galvatron, you and your minions continue to fail me, but unfortunately I still require your servitude. I have summoned you here to complete the tasks I set for you long ago. Unicron: Scourge, your independent thought has made you a valuable asset, and your affinity towards the Autobot Matrix is surprising, at the least. I grant to you the Dark Matrix, the blackened spark of a defeated Unicron of another realm, to make you even more powerful to allow you to wipe out the Autobots. Unicron: An interesting reformatting, I would not have expected such. So be it, I will reformat your sweeps to better assist you in your new form. Unicron: Galv…

Unicron: Your bargaining posture is highly dubious. Very well, I will provide you with a new body, and new troops to command. Megatron: And? Unicron: AND NOTHING! You belong to me now. Megatron: I belong to NOBODY!!!! Unicron: Perhaps I misjudged you, proceed, on your way to oblivion. Megatron: NOOOOO!!!! I ACCEPT YOUR TERMS, I ACCEPT AAAAARRRRRRGGGGHHH Unicron: Excellent Unicron: Behold, Galvatron. Unicron: And these shall be your minions... Unicron: Scourge, the tracker, and his huntsmen, the sweeps. Unicron: Cyclonus, the warrior, and his armada.

this story shares a small connection to raksha's story Nightbird the after math. in no way am i taking any credit for her written work although the story i am posting does refference it in the form of a flash back or 2. so 1 could think of this as being a slight continuation of her story. for the most part though this is a story i have been working on for the past week or so. as for why i tied it into her story well lets just say that it wil explain in part megatron's actions when it comes to his role in the death of alita 1 this is part 1 of a story subplot i have been working on with part 2 being revealed in the heart of a hero. a simmering st…

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Dear Diary, today stunk as usual. My oil kept hardning up, Ratchet keeps telling me I had better take care of my blown head gasket or else I might crack my engine block...what does he know. Today at work, Bumblebee said something cute at the water cooler. All the other bots were like ha ha ha, but me I wanted to cave in his face plate for him. Primes pet, he gets all the easy work, while I'm stuck filing Human waste management reports. Then Grimlock came in and ATE my WORK STATION, desk and all. Everyone was like HA HA HA ol GEARS had better find a new desk. Very VERY funny. He ate my stapler, I had to order that 5 times from supply. It came with th…

The full moon was shining in through the open portal, casting its ghostly light on the face of a lone Predacon. She returned the blank stare, absent-mindedly scanning the outside country. Occasionally her eyes would flit to the sky, as if in unconscious hope, or even anticipation. But she was almost reflexively trained to ignore such moments. She was a warrior, after all. To allow distraction was to invite failure and defeat. Far away, a lone Maximal soared through the night, hearing only the sound of the wind whistling through his ears and his dorsal feathers. He often returned to the night sky lately, though he was not sure exactly why. He would not say that he had …