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Issue #4: Ground Zero!
Unicron's Orbit around Cybertron
It was a small blessing, at least for the deceased Air Commander, that Skyfire
was perhaps the fastest flier amongst the Autobots. By the time the Autobots
managed to send warning to the Sirian gatekeepers and Iacon Defense that Skyfire
wasn't exactly himself, he had crossed the warpgate into Cybertronian space.
"We have to make this quick," Starscream hissed as he touched down, escaping
Skyfire's shell swiftly. Dumbly, the white and red giant shook his head, disorientated.
"Not now, Skyfire! Let's go!"
It was a shock to Skyfire, Starscream realised
Reflections Dance the Ghost
#3: Reflections Dance the Ghost with Me
Kup, upon meeting the Autobot truck in red and silver, knew
right there that she had to have been one of Darxtar's girls.
The Decepticon bartender liked employing femmes, that was for
certain. The strikingly beautiful ones, he kept as serving girls
for the bar, to entertain and entice customers. The others, he
trained as bouncers. At least, that's how it was on the surface
of Brainstorms. In retrospect, Kup realised that Darxtar never
These girls had a walk to them; confident, casual, but ready
to fight if they needed to, fluidly able to shift into a sharp
kick without so
Primus on the Dashboard
Issue #2: Primus on the Dashboard
A large planet, Cygnus VII was a colony planet of Cybertron from long ago. Unlike most colonies, however, this one was Polyhex-based.
In the past, just as the third Cybertronian War was taking shape, one leader of Polyhex, an imposing figure named Thunderwing, wanted nothing to do with the war, especially with Megatron. They were military, yes, and they loved to battle, but Megatron's ideas were too radical, too brash. No, his rebellion would never work, Thunderwing had laughed in the younger robot's face at the suggestion.
And when Megatron's rebellion did indeed follow through, Thunderwi
The Final Countdown
By galactic standards, Seti VIII was pretty much a tax write off.
On the fringe of Sirian space, this tiny planet, nicknamed Noveau Alaska by
its human settlers, was cold, only reaching temperatures of 5 degrees Centigrade
during its summer months, and dropping to -20 degrees in the winter. Tolerable
for many carbon-based lifeforms but not so much that it would have been
considered prime settling land, it would have been completely looked over if it
wasn't for one thing:
It was petrol-rich and renewed this resource quickly.
One hundred thousand Sirians and Terrans as well as a few colony
Cybertronians called this p
Master and Slave Fanfiction
Master and Slave
by Amy K. Cyrway
Pistons pumping furious, redlining, burying the needle, and still wanting more
as her engine roared, shifting the gears hard and fast.
Needed to get the war out of her system. Burn it out with high octane gasoline.
Downshift into a tight corner, bring it back up, hard, redline.
Thunder the music. Powerful guitar riffs. Pulsing bass. Pounding drums.
"'Living and dying laughing and crying once you have seen it you'll
never be the same. Life in the fast lane is just as it seems, hard as it's heavy,
it's dirty and mean!'"
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