Cybertron…
Our home…
For generations, it had been a peaceful world…
Until pride and a lust for power divided us…
Now, we fight…
Enemies who were once our Brothers.
Our tragic war has ravaged Cybertron… and has continued on Earth
The Autobots and our human allies will never sacrifice freedom…
Our defeat would mean the end of both our worlds…
One Shall Stand…
One Shall Fall…
CLASSIC COWBOY PRESENTS...
KIM POSSIBLE: TRANSFORMED 2
Go City, One a.m.… Fourteen Years Later…
Teenagers and young adults gathered around the high powered, custom sports cars gathered on a long stretch of highway. Several were gathered around raised hoods, while others were just socializing before the big race.
But among the lines of newer sports cars, a single cherry-red, 2007 model Lamborghini with canary yellow flames on its hood and front fenders pulled through the masses, revving its engine randomly, its long exhaust pipes rumbling along the side skirt and making the large, wing-like spoiler vibrate on the back, and topped off with odd face-like symbol on its small grill.
It stopped and backed into an open space, drawing a few eyes as the top opened and slid forward. More eyes were drawn as a seventeen-year-old Japanese girl climbed out gracefully. Her long hair was tied up in a high ponytail, accented by her tight baby-tee with a low-dipped neck and the same symbol emblazoned on the front as that on the car's grill, tight, daisy-duke shorts, and thigh-high boots.
"Hey, honey," the girl looked up to see a handsome boy approaching with a group of his friends. "Nice antique… did daddy buy you that?"
The girl smiled and leaned against the car, her arms crossed. "No," she answered simply, looking at the boy through her long bangs.
"Well, for something that belongs in a museum, it isn't… bad…" the boy said, walking up beside the girl and placing a hand on her lower back. "The driver makes it even better…" he whispered with a flirty smile as his hand slid slightly lower. Any other move was cut off by the rear end of her car snapping open and giving him a swift uppercut with spoiler, knocking him off his feet.
"Are you ok?" She asked helped his friends get him back to his feet.
"Yeah…" he said, his eyes still blurry from the blow.
"I am so sorry," she said, smiling bashfully, "I need to work on that… maybe hit it with a wrench a few times," She said, glaring back at the car. "I want in," the girl said, glancing to the boy and his friends. "How much down?"
"Buy-in is a thousand," the still-slightly dazed teen said, "but this is the big leagues, sweet thing; why not just save your money and ride with me?"
"Alright," the girl pulled a rolled up wad of hundreds from her ample cleavage and placed it in the boy's hand, "how's this sound? If you win, you get the prize money… and a date."
"You're on, beautiful," the boy gave a lopsided grin.
The girl gave a flirty smile and waved as she walked backwards to the car before turning to hop back in.
"Was that necessary, Han?" a voice spoke from the car's speakers as the canopy sealed.
"What?" Hana Stoppable smiled as she fastened her seat belt.
"Are you really going to go out with that pig?"
"Of course not, Hot Rod," Hana smirked as she gripped the steering wheel. "Like he's going to beat us? And besides, he's not that bad…" she continued as the engine revved to life.
"He tried to grab your butt, and then talked to your boobs," her best friend replied, "He's a pig."
"Do you see them anywhere?" Hana asked as they pulled to the lineup.
"Not yet, but I know they're here," Hot Rod replied, "I can feel it."
Hana smiled broadly as a girl in a bikini top and hot pants stepped between the cars with a roman candle. "Ok if I drive?" She asked with one hand gripping the wheel while the other reached down for the gearshift.
"Be my guest, milady," Hot Rod replied, and she felt the car's peddles and steering wheel go loose.
The candle went off, and the cars ahead peeled out. "Let's burn rubber, BF!" she exclaimed, and the Lamborghini popped a wheelie. Hana bit her lower lip as she hit the clutch and changed gears, making the Lamborghini rush past a pair of heavily customized Hondas. A smile graced her pretty face as the radio began to blare AC/DC's "Shoot to Thrill." "Have I told you lately I love your taste in music, Roddie?" Hana finally pulled up side-to-side with 'the Pig,' and rolled down her windows. She then gave small wave and smile to the boy. "Hi!" She said loudly.
"You're not half bad, sweet thing," the boy called back, giving a wink. "Question though, that date I'm going to win? Can it be an overnight date?"
"Dunno," Hana winked and smiled seductively, "too bad we won't find out!" She said before she put Hot Rod into fourth gear and left the pig in the dust. Hana laughed as they passed a semi parked on the side of the road. "Slag. Han, did you see that truck?"
"Briefly," Hana said, looking into the mirror.
"That was Motormaster," Hot Rod said, cutting off the music. "It looks like we found our Decepticons."
"Think we should contact Metroplex?" Hana asked, smirking since she already knew the answer.
"Nope, let's show them what the next gen is capable of!" Hot Rod said as they rapidly approached three other racers, a Porsche 298, a Lamborghini Countach, and a Ferrari 308 GTB.
"Hold on," Hot Rod said as he took control before slamming into the side of the Porsche.
"We got company coming from behind," Hana looked in the mirror to see the tractor trailer roaring toward them and a Formula One racer rolling out of the back of the trailer before accelerating toward them.
"Party's all here," Hot Rod came to a stop, and Hana climbed out.
In a cold, far away world
A battle is raging between evil and good
Hana glanced around as the truck and four cars rapidly shifted and changed into towering robots. "Ready, Roddie?" Hana asked as she began to give off a faint blue glow.
From the stars they came here to Earth
Caught in their struggle
Through the whole universe
A moment later, the red-and-yellow Lamborghini began to shift, bending and transforming into a humanoid shape himself. The Autobot Hot Rod popped his neck as he stood beside his human best friend.
Robotic Warriors give it their all
Fight in disguise till their victor stands tall
"Stunticons," Motormaster said loudly, "bring me their heads."
The four smaller Decepticons rushed the human/Autobot team, and the Formula One was shocked when Hana leapt high in the air and kicked him in the face with such force that he stumbled back.
"What?" He shook his head, holding his hand to his damaged face.
Transformers
Defenders of truth
Robots who fight in disguise
"Just say you guys aren't the only ones with something to hide," Hana smirked as Hot Rod lifted his tri-barreled fists.
The Decepticons roared as he opened fire on them, pushing the group back.
Transformers
When the battle is through
Only the strong will survive
"STUNTICONS! UNITE!" Motormaster ordered loudly.
Till All Are One…
Hana and Hotrod watched as the Decepticons transformed again, each combining into the massive Menasor. "The bigger they are…" Hana smirked, her aura flaring.
"The bigger guns they pull out!" Hot Rod grabbed her up and jumped just as the towering combiner blasted the asphalt, sending the Autobot flying with Hana safe in his curled limbs.
"Teletran One to Rodimus and Han Prima," a voice spoke through their coms.
"Teletran, this is Hot Rod," he said, sitting Hana down and taking cover behind a large chunk of asphalt.
"Stand by, Prime Unit is in route…" Hana and Rod looked at each other with the same worried expression.
"We're boned…" they said together as they looked up and saw a red, snub-nosed semi with a group of other cars roaring down the street toward them.
A lone soldier fighting the war
Inside the cab of the truck, a tall, blond-headed man and a young redhead sat watching the scene before them intently. "Autobots, this is Optimus Prime," a voice spoke through the speakers of the cab.
"Bumblebee, Cliffjumper, Jazz, Ratchet, support Rodimus and Hana," Prime ordered, "Leave Menasor to us… Let's Roll!"
The four cars turned quickly and headed toward Hot Rod and Hana, while the truck continued to roar toward the combiner.
Uses power and wisdom
From those long before
"You ready, Brother?" Prime asked.
Ron Stoppable nodded and glanced to the 19-year-old redhead beside him. "We're up, KP."
Kim nodded and closed her eyes as her body changed first into her Autobot form before shifting again, breaking into pieces, and reforming around Ron as armor.
Leads them on to victory
Lights their darkest hour
Their one destiny
Rockets exploded in the undercarriage of the truck, sending it into the air and away from its trailer before it too began to shift, extending arms and legs, taking the familiar form of the Autobot Leader Optimus Prime. "Fastball Special!" Prime exclaimed before throwing the combined Ron and Kim toward the Combiner.
Truth has its moment and right always wins
"GIVE UP!" Ron spoke with his own and Kim's voice in unison. "This is your only warning!"
Menasor answered by swatting at them.
"We tried, Prime," Ron/Kim spoke into their com.
"Then, they give us no other option…" Optimus pulled his ion blaster.
Prepare for the fight, let the battle begin
The armor on Ron's arms shifted and changed with a distinct 'chi-chah-chuh-chuh-chuh' till they took the form of large blades. "HI-YAH!" Ron and Kim's voices rang out as the blades dug into Menasor's shoulders. The Decepticon cried out as the combined Kim and Ron jumped off his shoulder, dragging their blades down through its chest plate.
Transformers
Defenders of truth
Robots who fight in disguise
With the help of gravity, Ron/Kim dragged their twin blades all the way across the front of the Decepticon before dropping to the ground in a roll. "Finish it, OP!" they called as they dashed away.
Transformers
When the battle is through
Only the strong will survive
"You should have yielded," Optimus Prime said softly as he leveled his ion blaster on the open wound of the combiner. His optics solid with resolve, he pulled the trigger, the burst of ion energy barreling into the damaged Decepticon, sending the five combiners to the ground unconscious.
Till All Are One
"Autobots!" Optimus said as the human support unit, NEST, pulled up in large, covered-vehicle carriers. "Transform and Roll Out!" he cried out as he transformed back into his truck form.
The other Autobots did the same, and Hana started to climb into Hot Rod but gasped when a hand firmly grabbed her arm. She glanced to see her brother holding her arm and Kim standing beside him. "Kim will ride with Hot Rod," Ron said in an angry tone, "You're riding with me and Optimus."
"O-ok…" Hana ducked her head, giving a fleeting glance to Hot Rod before following Ron to the truck.
None noticed the Cybertronian bird watching from a nearby rooftop.
KPTF2
"Do you have any idea of what you've done?" Optimus Prime growled, pacing in the command center of Metroplex, Hot Rod standing in the center surrounded by Ironhide, Bumblebee, Ratchet, Wheeljack, and Elita One. "What were you doing out there tonight?"
"Han and I just wanted to have a little fun…" Hot Rod said, avoid making optics contact with the Autobot Commander.
"Don't lie to me, Rodimus," Optimus said, getting in the smaller Autobot's face. "You knew exactly what you were doing. Do you know how long NEST and Autobot Command have been tracking the Stunticons? Do you know how many plans have been put into place, have been in the early stages of completion?"
"A few…" Hot Rod glanced down.
"Do you know how many were shot to the Pit tonight?" Optimus asked.
"A… a few?" Hot Rod stammered.
"Try all of them!" Optimus snapped.
"The Stunticons were going to kill those kids!" Hot Rod reasoned, "It just seemed like we were just letting it go on! Han and I thought…"
"Hana Stoppable," Optimus said, turning his back, "Ronald and Kimberly are dealing with her as we speak. And you didn't just put yourself and those teenagers tonight in danger… but you put HER in danger, too."
"We had it under control…" Hot Rod said lamely.
"Didn't show when we arrived, Autobot," Optimus turned back toward him. "Rodimus, you purposely disregarded Autobot protocol, engaged multiple Decepticon on your own, with a HUMAN in tow," he named off, "Had I not had Teletran One keep a scan on you, chances are you'd have been scrapped by Menasor, and Ronald would be arranging a funeral for the last of his family unit."
"I'd never let anything happen to Hana," Hot Rod snapped, his fists clinched. Then, his optics widened. "How long has Teletran been monitoring me?"
"That is not imperative," Optimus said, being careful not to look up at Elita One, who she knew was suddenly glaring at him. "What is important is that you learn to follow chain of command and protocol. I will not allow loose cannons in the Autobots."
"Not imperative?" Hot Rod's optics narrowed, "You're always spouting off about how 'Freedom is the right of all sentient beings'; I guess your son isn't sentient, huh?"
"Do NOT take that tone with me, young Autobot," Optimus growled as the two remained toe to toe. "You are to remain in your quarters until a punishment is decided. You are dismissed, Rodimus."
"Whatever…" He turned and stomped toward the exit.
"And no visitors, including Hana," Optimus called after him.
Hot Rod sent a rude human hand gesture back toward the Commander as the door closed.
"I'm going to talk to him," Elita said, walking toward the exit before turning back to her spark-mate, "And we'll talk later," she said with a threatening edge to her voice.
Optimus turned away and leaned against the railing, looking out over Metroplex.
"Prime, the kids saved a lot of lives today," Ironhide spoke up.
"I know…" Optimus sighed.
"With the Stunticons involving actual human children, there was a lot of red tape," Ironhide continued. "He saved a lot of time along with the lives…"
"I know…" Optimus closed his optics.
"He's just impulsive, just like another Autobot I used to know…" Ironhide smirked slightly. "Heck, I remember him running off on his own and taking it on himself to protect the Deceptichops' target. Then, one time he sealed everyone in and stopped a whole Decepticon attack only with himself and his human buddy…"
"I know…" Optimus pounded his fist against the railing, "I don't want him getting scrapped to learn he needs to grow up and not do everything on his own… I was lucky and the Matrix gave me a second chance. He likely won't get such a chance… I don't think Elita could handle losing him… nor could Hana… and I know I couldn't…"
"Have you told the boy this?" Ironhide asked softly.
"Yes, and we usually get derailed in an argument…" Optimus sighed, "We were so close when he was a sparkling…"
"You still are, and that's the problem…" Ironhide laughed, "Primus, Orion, he's just like you!"
"That, old friend…" Optimus smiled behind his faceplate. "Is what I'm worried about…"
KPTF2
"HANA LYNN STOPPABLE!" Ron called as Hana moved quickly through their apartment toward her room.
"I don't feel like talking to you right now, Ron," She said trying to dodge him.
"Well, tough, cause we need to have a pow wow right now." Ron snapped.
"Ron, maybe you should calm down first," Kim said softly.
"No, I'm dealing with this right now," He said, and Hana turned to face her elder brother.
"Alright," Hana crossed her arms, "Deal."
"I just want to know: are you suicidal or just stupid?" Ron asked, clinching his fists.
"Please, you and Kim used to jump head first in situations with giant killer robots when you were three years younger than I am." Hana rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, and it almost killed the both of us!" Ron shouted, "Is that what you want to happen to you?"
"Those Decepticons were killing kids, Ron," Hana yelled right back, "You expect me to sit back and wait in this nice 'safe' fort while they keep killing and you and the Autobots sit around and just talk about it?"
"We weren't talking about it, we were making plans on how to bring them down," Ron fired right back, Kim trying to get between them, "Planning away to stop them without any kids or any of our own people getting hurt!"
"Yeah? While you were you were planning on how to save yourselves, they were going to kill more last night," Hana shook her head, "What happened to you two? You used to care more about saving people than all this political bullshit!"
"You watch that mouth, young lady," Ron frowned deeply, glaring daggers at the teen. "You need to learn that if you jump in fires, you will get burned. I just pray to Yahweh it won't be the hard way!"
"Me and Roddie were handling it just fine before you guys showed up," Hana glared right back, "YOU need to learn I'm not a little kid anymore, and that I can take care of myself, AND that Hot Rod and I can take care of each other!"
"Maybe I'd treat you more like a grown-up, if you'd actually start acting like one!" Ron snapped back, "But since you're not yet, you're grounded! One month, you go to school and come straight home. No TV, no radio, no video games, only an hour of martial arts training with KP, and no Hot Rod."
"What? That's not fair!" Hana exclaimed.
"Life's not fair," Ron replied, "Get used to it."
"YOU'RE NOT MY DAD, SO STOP ACTING LIKE IT!" She screamed at him, tears forming in her eyes. "I HATE YOU!" she finished before running up the stairs to her room.
"Shit…" Ron collapsed onto the couch. "It was so much easier when she was six…"
Kim sat down beside him and placed her arm around his shoulder. "She's a teenager; ask daddy sometime about how I used to make him crazy…"
"I just wish I knew which Decepticon fired that missile…" Ron said, tears in his own eyes. "Han and I haven't been the same since Mom and Dad… I wish she didn't want to do missions… if anything ever happened to her… KP, I don't…"
"Shhh…" She hushed him, pulling him into a hug, "Hana will be fine… Hot Rod would die himself before he'd let anything hurt her. I'll talk to her in a bit, once she's had time to calm down… and you know she didn't mean that… she loves you. She always has and always will."
"I'm not so sure anymore, KP…" Ron breathed in the scent of her hair. "Maybe it's best you can't have children… cause the Ron-Man is really sucking in the daddy department…"
KPTF2
"Lord Megatron…" The Decepticon Commander opened his optics and turned to see Soundwave entering his chambers.
"Report," Megatron ordered softly.
"Lazerbeak reports the Stunticons were defeated and captured by the Autobots and their human allies," Soundwave replied, "They were restrained and loaded into trucks by the humans. Lazerbeak followed them till they entered the secured sector around Metroplex."
"Captured and taken to the Autobot City…" Megatron growled and leaned forward, his face twisted into a smile. "Things are going according to my plan…"
TO BE CONTINUED…
Song credit: Stan Bush - "Till All Are One"
A/N: The Cybertronian War continues on earth as Ron, Kim, Optimus Prime, and Elita One face trouble both on and off the battlefield. More to come…