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Wreckers: The ValleyIronfist blinked.Wreckers: The Valley by *MikePriest83
The intense pain that had cascaded through his head seemingly only a moment before had vanished, as if some invisible switch had been pulled. Even before he took in his surroundings, Ironfist knew something was wrong. The jolts of searing pain that preceded his blackouts usually left their mark and then overstayed their welcome, leaving his head throbbing for hours afterward. But this time he felt nothing at all upon coming back online.
That was the first surprise. The second was far more befuddling; the reveal of a vast metal plain that stretched in all directions around him and as far as the optic could see. Ironfist blinked again, to make sure he was indeed processing this. Yes, he was indeed, quite literally in the middle of nowhere.
No landmarks, no discernable variations in elevation, and the sky the sky was simply empty; a completely inoffensive canopy of white. A u
Transformers- Endure"Endure"Transformers- Endure by *MikePriest83
By Mike Priest
"Surrender?" Galvatron spat, as if the word itself was malignant. "SURRENDER!"
"Lord Galvatron we have no choice at this point," Flatline responded, trying his best to remain tactful. "Half our forces left with either Scorponok or Razorclaw, and the other half are dying of starvation. There is simply not enough energy left to sustain all of us!"
"Runamuck died yesterday," Runabout growled, making no effort to hide his malice. "I was transferrin' as much of my own reserve as I could to keep him stable, but his frame just couldn't last any longer without pure Energon."
Galvatron narrowed his optics, taking in the group that stood before him. Flatline, Runabout, Sinnertwin, and Sunstorm. He suddenly laughed, his previously-volatile mood forgotten. "Weakling."
Runabout visibly shook with rage as Galvatron stood off his throne, and walked towards them, flanked by Cyclonus and Scourge.
TF- What Lies Beneath"What Lies Beneath"TF- What Lies Beneath by *MikePriest83
By Mike Priest
It was dark, dusty, and cold. Those were the first sensations that struck Noah Acton when he opened his eyes. After these feelings subsided, fear immediately swooped in and grabbed hold. He shouldn't have been out here at this time of night. He shouldn't have snuck out of his bedroom window and walked nearly four blocks away from his house. He certainly shouldn't have been trying to spray-paint "Homework SUX" on a support beam under the old highway overpass.
He had just finished the "U" when the world came tumbling down. Furious, unearthly sounds on the road overhead, then an explosion and when Noah had looked up, death hurtling straight towards him. A dark-green mass, growing larger and larger, until it encompassed the whole of his field of vision. All Noah could do was fall to the ground, cover his head, and scream.
"Yuh you okay there,
Transformers- Die But Once"Die But Once"Transformers- Die But Once by *MikePriest83
By Mike Priest
Optimus Primal was dead.
And Dinobot was not surprised. He had long believed that Primal's innate bravado and naïve idealism would one day conspire to end the Maximal commander's life.
No, Dinobot was not surprised at all when he had heard what had happened. Primal had commandeered a jury-rigged stasis pod, flown into orbit and kamikazed into an alien super-weapon, destroying it at the cost of his own life. As far as deaths went, Dinobot had to admit that it was a fairly spectacular way to perish. It had made him acutely aware of his own mortality, to say the least. Gears were turning in Dinobot's head and he felt it was time to make some bold moves. But first, he had a matter to settle.
Just the night before, the Maximals had held a memorial service for Optimus Primal. Although not sentimental by nature, Dinobot had felt it his duty to attend and honor his fallen commander. But he had felt the ceremony was wholly inadequate. Rattrap spent most of t
Transformers- Blame Guilt"Blame Guilt"Transformers- Blame Guilt by *MikePriest83
By Mike Priest
Optimus Minor squinted as the curtain of dawn tore open and the sun began its ascent. It had been two days since the so-called "Shokaract War" had ended. Two days and Minor and his fellow Maximals were in the midst of preparing to return to Cybertron. It was likely to be a far gentler homecoming than the one those who returned on the Pack's transwarp cruiser received.
Minor had once upon a time felt thankful he could at least still remember his life on Cybertron. Some, like Claw Jaw, felt more at home on Earth. Their stasis pods had been damaged by the tumultuous climate, resulting in identity chip damage and/or memory loss. In a way, it was nearly as insidious as a Predacon shell program.
But today, now Minor wouldn't mind a little memory loss, specifically of the horrific price the Maximals had paid for their victory over Unicron's minions. A