Transformers Animated

Unofficial Season Four

Prologue:

The End is Only the Beginning

Disclaimer: I don't own TFA

There was a large gathering. After all, this was one of the most historic events in Cybertron history. This was a day long awaited by all Autobots. This was the day that the reign of Megatron finally came to an end.

He stood alone at the center of the massive stadium. On all sides were Autobots, waiting patiently as the fiend who had, for so long, caused them so much grief finally met his end. Megatron stood before the High Council of Cybertron, His body bound, still scarred with damage from his final brawl with Optimus Prime. The explosion of the Omega clone had damaged him severely. He was powerless.

He looked up onto the podium. There his captor stood, his face devoid of emotion. There was no joy, no anger, no regret. It was a look of a true warrior. Megatron regretted it had taken until now to find such an adversary that he could completely respect.

In contrast, there was Sentinel (so-called) Magnus, standing at his side, grinning from audio-processor to audio-processor. A politician to the core, Sentinel had been quick to garner credit for taking some part in Megatron's capture, although most of the credit still went to Prime. He sickened Megatron with sycophantism. He would be glad to face his final judgment if it meant no longer having to listen to Sentinel gloat.

The other Autobots of Prime's team also stood there, waiting with their leader.

Alpha Trion stood. The ancient Autobot looked down upon Megatron, his face stern. "Megatron," he said. "For war crimes, not only against Cybertron, but across the Galaxy, we find you guilty."

The crowd cheered. Megatron did not react.

"As punishment," Trion continued, "You shall be sent through the spacebridge and transwarped into the farthest reaches of our galaxy. No one knows exactly where you will be sent, and there is zero chance of any of your Decepticon allies ever finding you. There, you will rot away until your spark is extinguished. Before we carry out you sentence, have you any last words?"

"Oh, this'll be rich," Sentinel said.

Optimus elbowed him. This was no time for Sentinel's pigheadedness. Years of injustice were about to be avenged against the instigator of all their sorrows. Now was a time for solemn observance.

Megatron looked around him at the crowd of Autobots. They all were waiting, all wanting a show. They wanted him to beg for mercy, to curse his enemies, to make a sanctimonious rant of how he would have vengeance against them. He smiled. He was not one to disappoint.

"Today," He said, "I go to face my demise. But as long as there is a Cybertron, the Decepticons will rule it!"

The crowd shouted in disapproval.

Alpha Trion turned to Preceptor. "Activate the Space Bridge."

Preceptor nodded before pressing the red button by his side.

A massive trans-warp rip opened behind Megatron. The Decepticon leader turned and stared into the swirling vortex which spelled his demise. He stood solemnly before the portal before the platform moved forward. He stood motionless as the platform drew closer to the portal.

"DECEPTICONS FOREVER!!!!" called a voice from the crowd.

A lone Mech ripped the Autobot sigil from his chest, revealing a Decepticon brand. He leaped over the crowd, running to Megatron. He obviously aimed to save his leader from his fate.

From the VIP booth, Bumblebee shifted his arms into weapon mode and fired a paralyzing shot a the Decepticon. The infiltrator collapsed as the powerful electric current knocked him out. He looked up at his leader with a desperate look. The leader of all Decepticons looked upon the lone fool with disgust. All he had done is make an already disgraceful proceeding far more disgraceful. The interloper hung his head in shame.

Megatron turned his head back to the portal. Within seconds, the greatest threat to freedom on Cybertron vanished into the void. In his wake, the stadium was silent. The gravity of the event sunk into their processors.

Everyone left the building in solemn silence. The elite guard dragged away the disrupter. As he walked away, Prime looked back. He still couldn't believe it. After hundreds of stellar cycles, and because of him, Megatron was finally gone. He turned away and left.

Ten stellar cycles later…

The Cybertron Science Academy, home to the most advanced research facility on all of Cybertron. Inside was one of the most highly secured databases on the whole planet. It contains data on the most recent projects of the Science guild. At this particular minuet, this building is being raided.

An explosion blasted open windows on one of the upper floors. Inside, scientists fled as the attacker ran inside. Barricade was a squat black and silver Decepticon who stood taller than most Autobots. His demonic face surveyed the room as the Autobots fled in terror. This was what he liked. He grinned menacingly as he revved up his spinning blade claws.

After "dealing", with the staff, he moved to the access panel for the mainframe. A cube shot out of his chest before opening up into the small Decepticon Frenzy. He was a small purple bot with an extremely thin frame.

"Hurry up," Barricade said with a commanding tone. "The Elites will be here soon."

"Cool your circuits, Barricade. I'm on it!" Frenzy replied.

Frenzy leaped onto the access, transforming into the Cybertronian equivalent of a laptop computer. Cables shot from the sides of the laptop and linked into the machine. Both the mainframe and Frenzy's screens flashed wildly with various diagrams. The download bar slowly filled as more data flowed into the espionage bot's memory banks.

Barricade turned to the sound of movement in the halls. "Hurry up!" he called. "They're coming!"

"I-I'm almost done!" Frenzy said, his bar three-fourths complete.

The Autobot soldiers ran into the building with blasters pointed at the menacing Decepticon. "Freeze!" called their commander.

Barricade drew his blasters and entered into a firefight with the Autobots.

"Forget it!" He called. "Let's get out of here!"

Frenzy disconnected from the mainframe and leaped onto Barricade's back. Barricade ran to the window and leaped out. He transformed in mid-air into a black and silver Cybertronian car. His shocks bounced him off the pavement, sparks flying from the undercarriage, as he raced away from the academy. He soon became aware of the sounds of others following him. His internal optics turned to see three Autobots following him in vehicle mode. What caught his attention was the one who lead them.

"Oh slag!" he exclaimed. "Not this guy again."

The lead Autobot was an Earth-style muscle-car. It had a gold-chrome frame and black racing stripes. It pulled ahead of the others and gained on the Decepticon.

Inside his driver seat, Frenzy looked back at the oncoming bot with worry. "He's gaining on us Barricade!"

"Get to the transmitter!" Barricade replied. "I'll hold them off!"

"Roger that!" Frenzy replied as he leaped out the window and flew up into the sky.

"You two follow Frenzy," the gold car commanded. "I got tall, dark and ugly."

"Roger!" replied the other two who veered off.

Barricade pulled into an open lot and transformed into robot mode. The gold car pulled in after him.

"I'm getting tired of putting you away Barricade," said the gold car. "This time, you and your little buddy are going into maximum security detention!"

"You don't have any backup," Barricade observed. "You think you can take me alone Goldbug?"

The gold car transformed in front of the Decepticon. His front section became his legs, with the headlights folding out into feet. Doors of his vehicle mode formed arms as his rear section formed the back-plate. His passenger-area formed the torso while the engine block formed his abdomen. His head emerged from the torso. The lean young face was covered in a gold helmet with small-gold horns on the side.

"Bring it!"

Frenzy flew over Iacon. He landed by a satellite dish mounted on the roof of a tall building. He transformed and linked into it. He began to transmit.

"Slag, can't get the signal through!" he complained. "Got to find a good receiver!"

He maneuvered the satellite, trying to find a reciever somewhere in trans-warp space. Finally, he caught a viable signal path.

"Bingo!" He said as he began to transmit.

On his screen flashed the words, "Signal Transmit Destination: Planet Earth."

Goldbug leaped over Barricade as he charged the Elite Guardsman, razorblades spinning. Goldbug transformed his arms into electro-stingers. He laid down heavy lightning around Barricade. The Decepticon turned, roaring as he swiped at the Autobot. Goldbug rapidly dodged every slash. He brought bothe stingers together and effectively tasered the Decepticon, knocking him on his back.

The Decepticon's chest plate smoked as he tried to get up. Goldbug planted his foot right on the burn, pointing his stingers at him.

"Just try it pal," he said cockily.

Suddenly, a beam of light shot out above the Iacon skyline. Goldbug watched as the beam shot into space. Barricade couldn't help but laugh.

"Looks like you're too late buddy!" He said mockingly.

Goldbug ground his foot in the burn, making his quarry groan in pain. He watched as the beam finally stopped. He furrowed his brow in concern.

"Prime isn't going to like this."

AN. And thus we have the framework for this story. I always thought that TFA ended too soon. This is how I would continue it.