(Here is an Idea that I had since I saw the crossover toys between Star Wars and Transformers but I needed to find a good era for them to show up so I looked through and saw that the Clone Wars series was perfect. Now without any further delay let's get this story started!

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[Twilightnite then pulled on the lever as he goes to a chair with popcorn and began to watch silently as the story began.])

Long time ago

In a galaxy far, far, away

STAR WARS

THE TRANSFORMERS

The war between the heroic Galactic Republic and the Evil Separatists has intensified since the start of the clone wars. A year has passed since the beginning, with new battle droids and more advanced weaponry dominating the battlefield. An increasing number of the clone troops are forced onto the battlefield, costing the republic more of their resources and currency, sending people into disarray and bankruptcy. News of a new source of energy in a planet beyond the outer rim has caused both the Republic's army and the Separatists to race to claim it, so that the cost of supporting the troops does not cause taxes to sky rocket.

When the Republic Army arrives, the battle over this strange source of energy has begun. This source of energy exists in the form of blue crystals. The Jedi were able to sense that these crystals are in tune with the force. Even though they fight to prevent the Separatists from acquiring the new energy source, they are not certain that it would be wise for the Republic to even possess them. The Jedi discover that these new crystals that resemble the ones that they use for their incredible light sabers. General Anakin Skywalker, his padawan, Ahsoka Tano, and High-general Obi-wan Kenobi lead the battle against the Droid army. Above the planet however a strange anomaly has begun to become more noticeable as the battle over this new source of energy rages. What could the source of the anomaly be? A new ally or a new threat to the galaxy?

In outer space, close to one of the planets near the outer rim of the galactic republic, a gigantic portal or circle of turquoise colored energy opened up in space as a gigantic golden, and heavily fortified and armed space cruiser emerged from it. Its cannons turned in the direction it came from and began firing at the swirling vortex as another ship, darker in design with deep purple and dark grey hues colors ship exited out of the vortex of energy and began firing at the first ship.

Inside the bridge of the golden ship, the Ark, a thud was heard and a gruff aged voice cried out, "Scrap that Obsidian for this…He was waiting for us the entire time!"

An alarm went off as a bot called, "Sir, hull breach sector 13, we're taking a major beating in our engines!"

"Divert all emergency power to rear shields. Get the Build team on repairing the damage! Tell Warpath to pour it on those decepti-creeps!" The captain ordered.

"Warpath, this is the bridge. Begin giving everything to those cons." A bridge OP comm.-

"BAM! Now you're speaking my language! You heard the bot, Autobots! KA-POUR it on!" A bulky red mech with a tank barrel sticking out of his chest shouted as he and the other autobots on the gun controls commenced to bombard the decepticon ship chasing them.

In the science lab area of the Ark some of the equipment was about to fall on a very slim femme with wheels at the end of her legs like servos when a bulky red mech with a shoulder cannon pulled her out of the way. She looked at the container then back to the mech that saved her, "Thank you, Perceptor."

"Think nothing of it, Botanica." The scientist with the cannon stated as he looked around the station, "We had better get everyone ready for relaying the power for both shields and lighting."

"You are correct." Botanica agreed as she rolled off to do just that.
Perceptor went to his station as he breathed, "Primus help us if they get the engines and the fuel line…"

In the other ship, the Titan, a tough female voice reported, "They're wasting more ammunition as predicted."

"As expected, but Kup has something more to go on than acting like as foolish as Zeta Prime has." A rich British sounding voice called from the helm of the ship.

"The pathetic Autobots are weak! Destroy them, for the Glory of Megatron!" a gruff metallic voice of a very large mech with one optic shouted.

"In due time, Lugnut, the autobots will burn in the glory of our master. Thundercracker, Skywarp, continue with cluster fire 65A." the captain of the ship ordered the two seekers in the pilot seats.

"Yes, Air-General Obsidian." A blue, bulky looking Starscream replied typing quickly on his station.

"You got it, General." A black and purple version of Starscream answered as the dark ship continued their systematic firing against the golden Vanguard-class Deep Space Interceptor ship.

The Decepticon warship, The Titan, continued its accurate barrage against the autobot ship until a round broke through the shields and hit one of the Ark's engines.

Inside the Ark the captain slammed his fist into an arm rest again and shouted, "SCRAP! We'll be dead in open space…"

"Bridge this is Wedge, in engineering. We got a problem!" A young male voice called from the comm system.

The white colored body with red accent coloring and a shoulder cannon turned, the security officer, Red Alert, took the call, "Go ahead Wedge."

"The engines are shot and it'll take us some solar cycles to get them fixed, even with our great building skills!" He called as an explosion went off around the leader of the Build team.

"Kup, this is Perceptor! We're caught in a nearby planet's gravity well!" The scientist reported from the ship core, "I estimate that we have but two cycles until we are unable to escape with our current rate of acceleration."

"Sir!" A green and yellow mech with wide shoulders and the Marine's disposition, "What are your orders?"

Kup was silent before issuing his order, "Abandon ship…"

All bots were surprise by his words, but they were quick to obey, as they sound the alarm and scrambled to get their weapons, gear, and important items before they proceeded to the hanger where the fliers were assembled. The leader of the aerial bots, Silverbolt, stood with his lieutenants, Slingshot, Skydive, Air Raid, and Firefly waiting for their assigned crew members.

"Why don't we just leave these puny autobots and just get out of here." Slingshot complained.

"I don't believe you guys." The most silver of the bots groaned at his own team, "We're Autobots, fighting for the freedom of all and you guys would rather serve the Decepticons?!"

"The Decepticons do seem more prepared and better equipped than the Autobots…" Firefly commented but that earned him a whack from a less red flier near him, "Oww…what was that for Air Raid?"

"For being glitched in the head, Firefly. The Decepticons don't care about anything but conquest." Air Raid scowled his team mate.

"I don't know. I mean look how well organized they are compared to us." Skydive murmured.

"That's because it's Obsidian who's leading them."

They turned to see the green mech with the yellow marking walking to them as Slingshot muttered, "Oh joy, it's the old timer's pet, Springer…"

Silverbolt silenced the smallest of the aerial bots and stood in salute, "Good of you to join us, Springer."

"You and the rest of your men will be assigned to carry the ground base units on to the upcoming planet while the commander, Jetfire, and I try and save and steer the ship in case local lifeforms are in the direct course of our ship." Springer began explaining to all of the fliers.

Slingshot muttered to Skydive, "He sure loves to hear himself speak huh?"

"I know…it's almost as if those Elite Guard bots are programmed to be all talk and no action." Skydive whispered back not noticing that Springer was walking towards the unknowing, whispering, younger bots.

"Would you two like to say something?" Springer asked, his voice showing no humor in the dire situation.

"No, sir!" The two replied as they got ready to evacuate any bot they could either by piloting the dropships or by flying the ground crew themselves to the planet's surface.

Back on the Decepticon warship, Obsidian kept his optics trained on the Ark, ignoring that his own ship was heaving and shaking from the intensity of the firepower they were receiving.

An alarm sounded as the bulky femme went to investigate, "What is the source of the alarm?"

"Checking…" The Vehicon bridge op stated as he found the problem, "General Strika, We appeared to have been hit near the flight controls."

"General Obsidian!" Another Bridge op called, "Navigations are nearly offline and the fuel line is sparking! We won't be able to keep our shields up for much longer if we keep following the Ark into the planet's gravity well!"

The two generals turned and faced each other. Then as if thinking as one mind, Obsidian issued the following orders, "Cease fire! Have the Constructicons begin storing the Energon in the vault. Have a team seal up the ruptured line. Thundercracker, Skywarp, prepare to break off pursuit."

"No! Go after the Autobot scum!" Lugnut protested, his optic narrowing at the dark grey mech at the helm.

"HES RIGHT! ZE AUTOBOTS MUST PAY FOR ZAT ZEY DONE!" Another con, with silver and purple coloring, a red face, visor covered optics and a big chin, shouted as well.

The red faced con was then greeted by a low powered firing from the helm, "Forgive the lack of logic for that, but you must try and think clearly, Blitzwing. Even with your malfunctioning personality matrix surely you can see the logic of needing to get our vessel ready before engaging the enemy."

"BAH! What do we need your logic for when we have the glorious hand of Megatron guiding us to victory?!" Lugnut shouted, his optic narrowed.

Looking to the one-eyed fanatic, Strika retorted, "May I remind you that it is BECAUSE of our sense of logic that we have never failed a mission from Lord Megatron?"

Lugnut was about to argue back, but he clamped down and began bracing for impact. Blitzwing stood up again, his face blue with some sort of lens over one optic as he said, "Yes, Herr General."

As he left the bridge a dark red and black decepticon with bat like wings over his shoulders walked in, "General Obsidian."

Sighing, Obsidian turned to the most superstitious of his senior officers he finds, the illogical preaches of the leader of the Horrorcons, "Yes, Mindwipe, what is it?"

"Ever since we have left the spacebridge portal I have been detecting a great struggle between the darkness and the light…this entire galaxy is a battlefield between the two supernatural forces." The Transylvanian accented decepticon reported as he pointed to the star cruisers, "Even now I sense darkness coming from those space cruisers; while on the planet, the darkness and fading."

"And this concern us?" Thundercracker asked, not buying what the horrorcon leader said.

"Bah! We should align oursevlves with the force that has the strongest darkness for their desires are similar to our own." Mindwipe hissed at the blue seeker.

Waving the bat turning decepticon away, Skywarp turned back to his screen. Stomping over to the flier Lugnut shouted muttered, "Decepticons do not compromise, we conquer."

"Open you chrome plated processor, Lugnut, they know this galaxy better than anyone. This is an advantage we cannot pass up." Mindwipe muttered as he hissed back at the Megatron-fanatic.

Obsidian, however, placed his servo to his chin and thought about it. Strika, who must've gotten the same thought turned to her consort. The air general nodded back before letting his voice be heard, "Very well… Skywarp, have our ship turn 34 degrees starboard. Thundercracker, scan the alien vessels."

The brothers chanted a unified, "Yes sir!" before following their orders.

Turning back to Mindwipe Obsidian ordered, "Since you were the one who brought this up, Mindwipe, you will be the one who will get us the means of the information about this galaxy while Lugnut leads our fliers to distract theirs."

"I understand, Air-general." Mindwipe bowed a little before transforming into a bat like creature and flew off to hide in the dark side of the planet's moon.

Strika approached Lugnut, "You understand what must be done?"

"Of course I do, I'm merely leading a distraction for the glory of the mission our master sent us on." Lugnut spat back as he hurried to the hanger as the Bridge op relayed the signal.

Thundercracker, having finished scanning the alien vessel and called his SO over, "General, You may want to see this."

He then sent the data he found over to Obsidian's personal terminal who looked it over and gave a slight chuckle, "Interesting…but highly illogical that their primitive technology will do anything to best our more advance troops."

The hanger doors of the Titan open as Lugnut, in his heavy bomber mode rocketed out, leading the charge.

"For the glory of Megatron!" the one eyed behemoth roared as he and his squad met with the droid ships.

As Lugnut led the charge against the alien vessel's fighters. Mindwipe took the chance to intercept the cruiser in the middle as he reasoned it was the flagship and attacked the bridge of the ship. As he break the glass, he watches as the small primitive mechanical beings and what appears to be an organic commanding them, a more advance looking than the other drones. Smirking sinisterly, he said in a language none of them heard before, {You will do.}

He gave a shriek that caused the glass to shatter as he reached in and grabbed the advance drone in his mouth, and spreading his wings, the leader of the horrorcons flew back as the rest of his allies destroyed the flagship.

The Protectobots, led by Hotspot, began evacuating the crew to the hanger. Springer was about to leave when he noticed that Kup, Jetfire, Wheelie, and Hot Rod had not arrived. Ignoring what one of the troopers had said he hurried to the bridge.

Approaching the bridge, he could hear voices and opening the door saw Hot Rod, Wheelie, Jetfire, and, surprisingly, Warpath, tinkering with the ship as he entered, "What are you three doing? We must evacuate the area…"

"BAM! No way. Kup ordered us to get the energon flow to head back to the stabilized containers before impact so that we still got a ship, but just enough to veer the ship off of any of this planet's locals." Warpath disregarded the order and continued what he was doing.

The green autobot sighed, "I doubt this planet has any native life-forms…Where is the captain?"

"In his quarters…" Jetfire said as he finished his work.

Springer turned to the entry way and began his walk.

In the Decepticon ship, the Titan, Alone and magnetically restraint on the berth was the small Tactical droid. Its eyes lit up as it looked around to find it's on what appears to be an examination table. It then saw the bat creature that grabbed it, "Where am I? What are you?"

{You will remain silent. Drone…we have questions for you to answer.} The mechanical bat said as it transformed into a humanoid like being.

"What are you? Who created you?" The droid asked, beginning to feel a sensation, a sensation that made its fuel run cold, not noticing as the tubes began to download data into the main computer in the ship.

{How ignorant that you believe that I am a product of science when I am a servant of darkness.} The alien bot said narrowing his red optics.

"There's obvious damage to your logic circuits for there is no such thing as darkness…" The droid replied, somehow able to understand this mechanical creature.

{There is more in this universe than Science and nature. Now you will talk.} The giant machine demanded as its eyes began to glow.

"I…I..will…" The Droid began as it shook its head, "Error: Attempt at hacking central memory core detected, I must resist."

Mindwipe chuckled, {No one has ever resisted my hypnotic gaze, and neither will a primitive machine like you…}

The Tactical droid struggled as its head jerked from side to side, repeating, "Must resist."

{Your circuitry are under my power. Resistance is futile against the powers of darkness. Obey my commands.} the large robot continued, his eyes glowing brighter as the droid continued to try and resist.

"Must resist, cannot succumb to foreign program." The Droid repeated before it went silent and looking at large robot, asking, "What is your command, Master."

Smirking the horrorcon knelt down to get a better look at the small robot, {Tell me about the superpowers that rule this galaxy and who the forces are that are struggling for control of it.}

Alone in his quarters in the Ark, was Kup sitting on a chair, his cy-gar in mouth, as he solemnly looked at the hologram image of bots he knew in the cybertronian elite guard academy days, especially those of his students when he was a mentor.

On the walls were the medals and ccommodations he received for his service to Cybertron.

The door opened, Kup did not need to turn to know who it was, "I know what you're gonna say Springer but…I-this ship…I was a part of it from the time of its construction to lift off…Many brave bots gave their lives for the hopes that this ship symbolizes."

"Sir, we must evacuate…" Springer told the old bot.

Kup sighed as he glanced from the images to the medals. Pondering over what he thought the captain of the ship was concerned with, he said, "If you're concerned about your trophies and medals, We can take them with us."

Chuckling slightly Kup forced himself up and using his cane to tap on the younger bot's chest, where the spark chamber is, he said, "It's not about the medals, it's the fact that not many of the bots, who fought for everything that the elite guards truly stand for, did not survive to see the ship that we are on. Remember this, when you get to be as old as I do. No matter the number of medals that you receive, it is spark filling to have your friends around you."

Springer nodded, moved by the older bot's words, "I will, Sir."

Using his cane, Kup got out of his seat with his Cy-gar in his mouth as he left the captain's quarters and entered the bridge, "Alright Bots, here's the plan. Hot Rod, Wheelie proceed with Springer to the hanger bay and evac the ship. Warpath and Jetfire will remain with me as we attempt to try and safely land the ship so that we don't lose it."

"What?! No way am I leaving you behind, Old timer." Hot Rod protested.

"We want to be here so that you won't disappear." Wheelie protested as well, but Springer got in front of them.

"You two have your orders…Go!" Even though the two were upset they proceeded to run to the hanger.

Turning to the Captain, Springer asked, "Sir…are you sure it's wise for you to be here?"

"Probably not, but if this ship's going down for good then so will I. Jetfire may be a flier, but he can help steer the ship out of any of this planet's local life-forms. And Warpath's armor is thick enough so that if we do find a good place for the ship to crash land than he can punch a hole through for us to escape in time." Kup explained.

Springer, saluting the old bot, ran after the two.

Kup turning back said, "Get to your stations."

"But I'm not that much of a pilot, unlike Powerglide." Jetfire tried to explain.

"Except he already flew out of here with a dropship of injured bots." Kup told the scientist, "I need you to help Warpath and instruct him what to do so we don't crash into the scrap pile."

Jetfire was about to say something but nodded, "Understood."

As the two temporary pilots began their landing procedure, Kup sat on the Captain's chair and breathed, "Primus, please don't let this ship be destroyed…it's the only symbol of our hopes now…"

He looked out of the view ports to see flames getting too intense around the ship as the said ship sped faster down to the unknown planet's surface, unaware of what lay ahead of them.

(Tell me what your thoughts are. Will the autobots be able to save the ship and themselves? What strange creatures will they find on this planet in a unknown galaxy. Find out in the next part of this special introduction of Star Wars: The Transformers.)