Transformers:  Evolution Revolution
		Episode: 01 
		The signing
		By:  Fragraham Lincon
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	The place is cybertron.  The scent of revolution is in the
air.  Even now things are changing.  The ancient city of Iacon
is under the process of dismantaling.  Above the  the skyline new contruction
was going on.  Beams and bridges and whatnot were being constructed forming
new ground level of what would be a new civalization for a new
age of cybertron.

	At the lower level many large robots autobot and decepticon alike
were working at dissassembling the old city and smaller robots were atop
the top layer building new building scaled to their size.

	However on the lower layer a single tower shot out above the upper layer.
Inside this tower at the very peak was a circular table around which sat
a number of robots.  Among these robots was a cape clad robot sporting medals
on his chest.  In the center of the table was a paper document and a pen.
Upon this document were a number of signitures.  At the top
"Neo Convoy, Grand Convoy, Rodimus Prime" and so on.

	Now the document was turned toward the caped robot.
Sitting across from him was a much larger blue robot.  His body had open
missile ports in the chest Which were for this occasion unloaded.
On his face was a very bitter look.  "SLAGGIT MAGNATRON JUST SIGN THE SLAGGING
THING!"  he demanded of the caped robot.

	"Don't be arrogant Godmonger.  Remember you are only here as an
observer in Neo Convoy's absence"  the caped robot identified as Magnatron
replied.  "Magnatron is correct Godmonger.  You are only here to enforce
Neo Convoy's signiture"  Said another robot at the table.

	"But please won't you sign it Magnatron.  You're standing in
the way of peace."  plead another robot.

	"I will not sign this abomination.  We the Decepticons are
too proud a race.  You cowards that have signed away your futures
on this abhorid document are not worthy of the name Decepticon.  You've
fallen for the tricks of autobots like Godmonger."  Magnatron yelled
smashing his fist into the table.

	"What tricks Magnatron?  I'm a war built Autobot and even 
I'm here for peace.  Why won't you let the killing end.  When will
you sign this slagging treaty and let your own kind stop dying!"
Godmonger demanded.

	Magnatron lunged forward on the table planting both hands on it
and leaning into Godmonger's face with a sneer.  "Better we die
on our feet that live on our knees.  This treaty.  The Pax cybertronia
as you call it will not bring true peace.  Only subjegation of our decendants
the even now being constructed predacons.  It will lead to even more
horrid atrocities that our current wars could never reach.  In that case to prevent an even more terrible
war I will not let this one end." 

	Another robot spoke up.  "Need I remind you Magnatron,
that you are the only thing stopping the pac cybertronial."  

	Magnatron stood up and turned away.  Before he exited
he looked back.  "Cowards all of you.  Send your assassins but they will
not return.  Torture me if you will but I will never sign.
History may not remember thsi day but it will rememberthat my name is 
Magnatron."

	Later

	In another part of Iacon.  The upper layer had not yet been
built here and a spaceport pointed out to the stars.  Staring through
window out to the stars was Godmonger.  From behind him approached
a much smaller silver robot.  "Godmonger, was it the same as always?"
he asked.  Godmonger looked down at the silver robot.  "Same as 
always Timestream.  We beg Magnatron to sign and he refuses.  They threaten and
he threatens back.  He's hardeaded in his beliefs.  Sometimes I just
wanna frag him and be done with it.  I may have to sometime soon."

	Timestreak looked out over the stars.  "I got a transmission
today.  You aren't going to like it.  It was from Longline and Lastride.
They said they can't come back now without signifficantly altering time.
They said they're doing good work in the future but they can't say any more."

	"Slag, anything else?"  asked Godmonger.  "Yes....Neo Convoy...
...he's dead. I'm sorry."  Said Timestream with his head held down.

	"Primus no....."  Said Godmonger with his head
held down.

	Before Godmonger could say anything else the building shook as
an explosion erupted on the other side of the building.  Godmonger rushed
to a nearby security monitor.  "DECEPTICONS!  Alright I've been wating to
frag something for awhile."

	Godmonger punched his fist through the window breaking it away.
He then transformed himself into vehicle mode.  It was a large tank like
machine loaded with cluster rocket launchers and gattling guns towing a trailer
on which was rested a single large ICBM.  He reved up and tore tile flooring
away beneth his tracks before driving off through the window
hurtling through the air.

	The heavy vehicle smashed into the ground below. and sped 
off around the side of the larg spaceport ripping up the road beneth.

	On the other side three decepticon warriors blasted away.
One was solid black.  Wings adorning his arms.  At his side a fembot
who's body was varying shades of grey on her back were two black wings resembling 
that of her male counterpart.  and third was an olive drab robot who's arms
supported two large gattling guns.

	The Olive drab robot halted his firing when he heard Godmonger's
approach.  "Black Wing, Night Wing Our target has arrived."  Said the olive
drab robot signaling to the male and female winged robots in that specific order.

	The fembot (Nightwing) ran to the olive drab robot's side.
"Thank's Buzzwing.  Transform to bike mode, Blackwing transform and
attack from the air."  Nightwing commanded.  Blackwing transformed himself into a stealth
jet while Buzzwing transformed into a millitary motorocycle with his gattling
guns supported on two sidecars which Nightwing boarded and charged in 
toward Godmonger.  

	Godmonger transformed himself back to robot mode and drew his enormous
double gattling gun and let loose a spray of bullets.  Carefully piloting 
Buzzwing's vehicle mode Nightwing evaded the oncoming stream and got in close to 
Godmonger ramming Godmonger's elnormous leg and leaping off the seat up to the 
level of the giant autobot's head.

	Godmonger already off balance from the impact of the crash with
Buzzwing was further humiliated when with feminin grace Nightwing planted
a roundhouse kick to his head sending him crashing down on the street.

	Making a quick backflip Nightwing sent herself into the air
and transformed into another stealth jet like blackwing and rushed off
just as blackwing strafed in delivering a stream of tracer bullets to 
Godmonger's chest.  

	Godmonger couldn't believe the humilliation being delivered to him by only
three much smaller robots.  And it wasn't over yet.  Buzzwing transformed back
to robot mode for a moment then jumped into the air and transformed into a new mode.
This time a futuristic hellicopter with four spinning blades holding it aloft
as the gattling guns took aim and bombarded Godmonger as he lumbered to stand up.

	Godmonger eventually got back on his feet as the three Decepticon 
assailants transformed to robot mode and aimed their weapons.

	The barage began pummeling Godmonger.  He staggared back under
the force of repeated impacts from missiles and hard metal bullets.

	"Hold your fire" came a command from a fourth approaching Decepticon.
From the flames of the havoc that had been wrought on the area walked
a robot slightly taller than the other three but still much shorter than Godmonger.
His body was silver.  In his chest were six firing ports for some unrevealed
weapon and on his arm a large wide canon remminiscent of
of that owned by the legendary Megatron.  His head also addorned in a
megatron style helmet except that it was proudly branded with the decepticon
emblem.  The robots face looked somehow familliar to Godmonger
but he couldn't place it.  It looked like a metalic representation of
an old grizzled warrior.  This silver soldier approached Godmonger and
placed his large fusion canon to Godmonger's head.  "You've stood in my way too
long now.  I'm sorry it had to end this way.  Goodby....."  Before the silver
soldier could finnish a series of blasts hammered his three troops.

	At a distance through the smoke three robots could be seen.
Three robots transformed into three construction vehicles and drove into battle.

	After closing the distance meeting up with Buzzwing the steamroller yelled out
"Layflat TRANSFORM" and converted to robot mode and laid his one oversized arm
into the decepticon's jaw knocking him to the ground.

	In front of Blackwing the the cement truck converted to robot mode
shouting "Tornado TRANSFORM"  Blackwing pointed his guns but too late to avoid
being hoisted over the bulky autobot's head and hurled into the recovering
Buzzwing sending both flying back into an already damaged stone wall which collapsed
on top of them.  

	Finally the larges of the group a construction crane shouted 
"Hardload TRANSFORM" and converted to robot mode drawing his rather large gun
which he directed toward Nightwing.  the crafty Fembot at this point had
already figured out what Hardload had in mind and as such converted to flight
mode evading his shots before strafing back in beginning a new assault on these
three autobots.  	

	The silver soldier astonished at the capabillities of these three 
civillian robots wasn't prepared for the incoming uppercut from Godmonger
which sent him through the air crashing to the ground.  

	Showing his agillity the Silver soldier threw his feet forward 
rising from the ground and landing in a battle stance then blasted off
a round from his arm canon.  Godmonger being much bigger and not nearly as agile
was nailed in the torso and smashed into the street on his skidplate.

	Before even rising though Godmonger countered by sending fourth a barage of 
missiles from hsi chest launchers.  This the silver soldier had aprently predicted
and spread his arms releasing six missiles from his own chest countering the
barage sent out by Godmonger.

	Already charging through the smoke and cement dust the silver soldier
reached to the scabbard on his side and drew a blade rushing Godmonger
head on.

	As the soldier thrust Godmonger grabbed the blade between his palms
and diverted it to the side then raised his mighty elbow up and smashed it into the top
of the soldier's head knocking him down face first into the crumbling pavement.

	Without giving up the grip on his weapon the soldier rolled on the ground
slasing into Godmonger's leg droping the lofty robot to one knee.

	The soldier rose to his feet and sheathed his sword before directing his
heavy arm cannon toward Godmonger.  "You fought well Godmonger.  It's a shame
I have to kill you now."  Godmonger looked into the soldier's red eyes.
"What's your name warrior?"  Asked Godmonger.

	The soldier stared face to face with Godmonger.  "I think you already know."
"Magnatron!"  Exclaimed Godmonger.  "And now I can't let you spread the truth about 
my alter ego.  One by one I will turn the council around.  By elliminating each one who has
signed it.  I will elliminate the Pax cybertronia alltogether.  Now this time
for real....Goodbye!"  

	Magnatron was suddenly thrown off balance by the ground beneth him shifting.
Godmonger had dug his hands into the pavement and lifted it like a large plate
and flipped it over.  Magnatron fell through the crumbling street while firing wildly
into the air.

	Godmonger smashed both fists into the street causing it to collapse in front of
him sending Magnatron plumeting to the sewers below.  Directing his large
double gattling gun down Godmonger opened fire even with Magnatron having already fallen
out of view.  

	Godmonger finally looked around the hole and found no sign of Magnatron.
Among the remaining tussel the three civilian Autobots had turned the tide
on all except nightwing who was prepared to rush into the fray.

	Black Wing grabbed Nightwing from behind and began to pull her away
with the aid of Buzzwing standing between her and the autobots.  The enraged
Fembot struggled against her two comrads but they would not release her.
"Sis pull out.  Magnatron has left.  You'll be killed if you keep up the fight.
Run away."  Blackwing Demanded.

	Nightwing did not comply and pulled free.  She charged in on the
autobots and was met with a series of shots from Hardload's gun.  
Nightwing collapsed from the damage to her body.

	Blackwing ran to her side.  "Sis how bad did they hurt you?"
Blackwing asked.  "Stupid Autobots.  What a cheap shot."  She said still
rather angry.  "Buzzwing cover us then pull out when we're clear."
Ordered Blackwing as he lifted off the ground holding Nightwing in his
arms.

	Buzzwing kept the autobots away with a barrage of firepower before converting
to bike mode and speeding away down the now torn up streets.

	Later.  The Decepticone headquarters in an unknown place.
Sitting on a throne various mechanical devices move around Magnatron pulling
away parts, his helmet, his weapon mounts, and all indication of a soldier's identity
and replaced it with the visor that covered his eyes, a new chestplate covered in
medals and of course his majestic cape.  Having returned to his political identity Magnatron
stood up.

	"Lord Magnatron.  Is it true.  Do they know who you are now?"
asked buzzwing.  "It doesn't matter.  I know Godmonger well.  He won't dare
reveal my identity.  He knows it's useless as I am the Decepticon general.
Only my demise could cause me to forfit my position."  Magnatron answered.

	In the shadows the sillouhett of an enormous robot even bigger than 
Godmonger speaks.  "Please lord Magnatron.  Send me.  I exist only to 
challenge a warrior like Godmonger.  Please let me fight him."

	"Not yet.  Be patient X.  You are well known as my bodyguard.  
I can't have anyone other than Godmonger knowing that both Magnatron's
are one and the same.  Be patient.  You will have your chance."
Magnatron answered.

	"But they defeated even you.  We must wipe them out now."
X demanded.  "No they didn't defeat us.  While I regret that Nightwing
was injured everything else went exactly as planned.  I have sparked
a new battle.  And this new battle will change the heart of cybertron.
This is only the beginning."  Magnatron explained.
".....only the beginning."

	Elsewhere in the battered remnants of the space station.
Timestream and the three civillian autobots are gathered with
Godmonger.  "Well guys thanks for showing up OW.  You may have saved my
skidplate Build Bots. OW.  When you've recovered start repairs 
on the station. OW"  Said godmonger as Timestream one by one plucked
out bullets from his body.

	"Why the slag are they using slagging bullets?  Why the slag
can't they just use lasers like everybody else."  Godmonger complained.
"Godmonger shouldn't you tell the council about this?"  Asked Timestream.
"It would be pointless.  All it would do would be to help Magnatron stir
up more combats on cybertron.  He played me for a fool."  Godmonger said
snarling.

	In another place.  A dark place where only a few small lights
are visible.  The area is alighted.  The area is revealed to be full of
machines.  Into this room file four robots one being much larger than the other
three.  They begin checking the various equipment.  One activates a few controlls
cauzing a glass tube filled with fluid to lower into the center of the room.
Inside is a partially formed robot that appears partially mechanical and partially
organic.  marking the front of this tube is a plate reading "D-001."

	The second largest of the robots a solid black robot directed everyone's
attention to the tube.  "This is what our hard work has brought.  We are
building our own messiah."
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