Star Wars Invasion: Episode IX, Chapter Eleven

CHAPTER ELEVEN

   Jaden had to give the Watcher credit: he knew how to use a lightsaber, and he was particularly skilled with a double-bladed one.

   And dangerous, he mentally added as he narrowly dodged a swing from the faux Baran's blade, which could've decapitated him had he not been careful. Very dangerous.

   Taking a step back, Jaden searched for a vantage point while the Watcher spun the saberstaff wildly, grinning like a madman.

   He may be skilled and dangerous, Jaden then thought. But he still can't use the Force.

   The Watcher finally stopped spinning his weapon, preparing to attack, but he merely gave his opponent the opportunity he needed. Jaden thrust out his arm, throwing out a powerful push of the Force.

   The false Baran did not budge.

   Before Jaden could realize the failure of his move, the Watcher lunged at him. The Jedi Knight barely moved away in time just as his enemy's violet blade plunged into the spot where he had just stood.

   The Watcher let out a dry chuckle. "I may not be able to wield the Force, but that does not mean I am vulnerable to it."

   Jaden raised his lightsaber blade, its emerald shine glowing off of the false Baran's face. "Just what are you?"

   "I am Waru."

   And with that, the dance of blades recommenced.

*  *  *

   Before they had left Bespin, Captain Jaon had his RX-series pilot droid check the Forge Seeker for tracking devices. Once Rex had reported a positive, the CR90 corvette took off for Coruscant.

   "I've sent a message to those who went to Dantooine and Manaan," Sol Paun informed Jaon once they were in hyperspace. "Hopefully they're still alive to receive it."

   "I swear you worry too much," Jaon said. "Why not show some optimism once in a while?"

   The Zabrak frowned. "Optimism doesn't do any good if things go wrong."

   Jaon sighed. "What ever you say, Captain Pessimistic. Can I call you that?"

   "No."

   "Captain Killjoy, then."

   Paun opened his mouth to object but then thought twice. "Actually, that does have some sort of ring to it...."

   "Well, it certainly fits you."

*  *  *

   "Wanna play a game of dejarik?" Sev asked.

   "No, thanks," muttered the still-ill Jast. Although the Jedi had been able to heal the worst of the gas bomb that he had been caught in at the Anchorhead Cantina, he was still confined to the medbay for at least a day or so.

   "Besides," he added. "I've beaten you at it five times already."

   "Maybe I've improved since the last time," the Sullustan said. "Besides, you are sick."

   Jast glared at him. "Now that's just not funny."

   "Sev?" 

   The trooper turned to see the Verpine Jedi healer Zaylii standing in the doorway to Jast's room.

   "I'm sorry, Sev," she said. "But Jast need his rest."

   "Oh, right." Sev turned back to Jast and said, "I guess I'll see you later, then."

   "Yeah," Jast murmured as he lay down. "Guess so."

*  *  *

   "It's started."

   Zerev and the other Exiles turned to stare at Animus, who stood in the doorway to their quarters. The Siniteen had to admit that he had never seen his burly companion with an expression of what seemed to be shock.

   "What has?" Trek asked.

   "Can't you feel it?" Animus growled. "Just stop what you're doing and... listen."

   The Exiles did so. Zerev closed his eyes and ignored everything around him, almost falling into a meditative-like trance. His eyes immediately flew open when he felt what Animus had mentioned.

   "Oh, no...."

   Durus was shaking his head. "How is this possible? I thought they were still working on the Star Forge!"

   "It appears we've been deceived," Animus said. "And, odds willing, we're flying right into a trap."

   "But the Glorians can't reach the Core, can they?" Zerev asked. "The region closes to the Colonies, possibly. But Admiral Sovv has established a literal circle of ships around the capital and most of the Core Worlds."

   "Besides," Auxilius added, "most of the trade routes leading to Coruscant have been blocked off at the Colonies."

   "Most," Animus emphasized. "But not all."

   Silence fell upon the six Exiles for a time. Finally, Trek said, "So, what do we do now?"

   They all looked at Animus, only to realize that, for once, he did not have an answer.

*  *  *

   He had to stop this.

   But he knew he could not; the restraints on him were very strong, to the point of becoming resistant to the Force. All he could do was watch as Eclipse and his comrades tinkered with the ancient Sith weapon, which had been believed destroyed by Luke Skywalker.

   What would Skywalker do? the Revanchist wondered. What would Toah Jarsan do?

   What would Revan do?

   For nearly his entire life, the Revanchist had gone by the title his "ancestor" had gone by during the Mandalorian Wars. But only now did he ask himself: Why?

   Why had he named himself after Revan? What had he done to live up to the Prodigal Knight's legacy? Nothing. But now he had his chance; to prove himself worthy of Revan's name. To prove himself a true descendant of the man who had been both Jedi and Sith in one lifetime.

   Closing his eyes, he plunged into the Force. There is no chaos; there is harmony.

   The metal clamps around his wrists began to crack before shattering. The Force shall free me.

   His eyes opened as he summoned his lightsaber to his hand, igniting its amethyst blade.

   I am Revan.

The Transformers, Issue 4: Mask of Vengeance, Chapter Four

   Okay, at this point, just make up your own sound effects.

   Also; I haven't read these in a while, but I think this might be one of my least favorites, mostly because of some of the dialogue and it's rushed nature.

HUNT FOR THE PRIME

   (Open on Cybertron; the Nemesis, Megatron's flagship, lands in Kaon (presumably). Shockwave and other Decepticons stand at attention, ready to greet him as he comes down the boarding ramp).

   Shockwave: Hello, my lord. I've prepared your-

   (Megatron hits Shockwave) Shockwave: Oof!

   Megatron: Shockwave... where is Scorponok?

   Shockwave: He's... he's.

   (Scorponok arrives) Scorponok: You... called, my lord?

   Megatron: Yes, as a matter of fact.

   (Megatron hits Scorponok) Scorponok: Oof!

   Megatron: You've failed me! You let the Autobots escape!

   Scorponok: B-but, my lord-

   Megatron (grabbing Scorponok by the neck): You don't deserve to call me "lord", you failure!

   (Megatron throws Scorponok against the side of a building) Scorponok: Agh!

   Megatron (to the other Decepticons): Let this be a message to you.

   (Later, at some cantina (Maccadam's Old Oil House?), Megatron arrives, much to the shock of several patrons)

   Generic: Is that... him??

   Oil Slick: Yes....

   Megatron (approaching Oil Slick): Are you Oil Slick?

   Oil Slick: Yeh, what's it to you?

   Megatron: I want to hire you.

   Oil Slick: For what?

   (Megatron shows him a holographic image of the Matrix of Leadership) Megatron: This.

   Oil Slick: The Matrix? Why?

   Megatron: Just do the job.

   Oil Slick: Alright. Yo, Lockdown! Axer!

   Lockdown: What?

   Oil Slick: Let's kick some tailpipe.

   (On Earth, the Ark's crew and Jetfire's teams have returned to Earth)

   Jetfire: What now, Prime?

   Optimus Prime: I don't know, Jetfire. I doubt we can save Cybertron even with the Defense Team. For now, we'll just wait.

   (Suddenly, an explosion occurs in the Ark's wall and Lockdown's gang appears)

   Optimus Prime: What the-??

   Lockdown: Look, boys. Fresh meat.

   Ironhide: Who ya' callin' "meat", punk?!

   (The Autobot warrior begins unloading his arm cannons at the bounty hunters)

   Lockdown: Oil Slick, show 'em what you got!

   (Oil Slick brings out a flail and flings it at the Autobots, narrowly missing Jazz)

   Jazz: You think that's cool?

   (Jazz whips out two pairs of nunchuks)

   Jazz: Check this out.

   (He swings one of the nunchuks and hits Oil Slick in the head) 

   Oil Slick: Aah!

   (Nearby, Axer confronts Prowl)

   Axer: What are you; the good cop or the bad cop?

   (Prowl shoots Axer) Axer: Agh!

   Prowl: I'm going with bad.

   (We then see Optimus Prime facing off against Lockdown, their energon ax and chainsaw clashing together)

   Optimus Prime: What do you want, bounty hunter?

   Lockdown: Simple. Give me that Matrix of yours. Easy as that.

   Optimus Prime: Why do you want it?

   Lockdown: I dunno, ask Megatron. He's the one who hired us.

   Optimus Prime: You'll never have it!

   Lockdown (raising his hook-arm): Wanna bet?

   (Optimus Prime severs Lockdown's "hook-arm" with his axe)

   Lockdown: Wha-?! Not. Cool.

   Optimus Prime: Leave. Now.

   Lockdown: Grr....

   (He transforms into car mode) Lockdown: Come on, guys.

   (Oil Slick and Axer do the same) Axer: Coming, boss.

   (With that, the three bounty hunters leave)

   (Back on Cybertron, Shockwave's holographic form reports to Megatron)

   Shockwave: My lord, the bounty hunters have failed.

   Megatron: I figured they would. [Then why did you hire them?]

   Megatron: Revenge, come in.

   Captain: Revenge captain, reporting.

   (On the videoscreen, the static clears to reveal the Revenge's captain to be: Soundblaster)

   Soundblaster: Soundblaster, here. What is thy command?

   Megatron: Watch your sarcasm. I have a job for you. Did you ever know any... old beings?

   Soundblaster: Well... I can name a few. Why?

   Megatron: Well, I can't explain, so...

   (Megatron's visage on Soundblaster's video screen is replaced by a Decepticon-ish symbol)

   Megatron: I found this... symbol on a dead body. Know what it is?

   Soundblaster: No... it's his mark!

   To be continued!

FEATURED CHARACTERS

   Autobots: Ironhide, Jazz, Jetfire, Optimus Prime, Prowl

   Decepticons: Demolishor, Megatron, Scorponok, Shockwave, Sky Shadow, Soundblaster, Soundwave, Starscream

   Others: Axer, Lockdown, Oil Slick

Star Wars Invasion: Episode IX, Chapter Ten

CHAPTER TEN

   Despite Dax's fears, he and Jaden did not run into anything threatening as they explored Crseih Station. In fact, the station itself wasn't impressive, consisting mostly of abandoned residences and hotels, as well as habitat domes and docking tubes arranged to make a bazaar of some sort.

   "Why would the Force beckon you to a place like this?" he asked Jaden as they exited a hotel marked by a deactivated neon sign, which said "Crater Lodge".

   "I have no idea," the Jedi said. "However, I feel as if we're not alone."

   "What makes you say that?"

   Before Jaden could reply, the Jedi Knight suddenly staggered back, clutching his head as if in pain.

   "What's wrong?" Dax asked.

   "Stop it," Jaden was murmuring. "Leave him alone. Release him!"

   "Who are you talking to?" Dax grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him. "Snap out of it!"

   Suddenly, Jaden straightened up, pushing Dax aside at the same time, and ignited his lightsaber.

   At that moment, a masculine voice spoke out of the darkness. "Jaden, calm down! It's me!"

   Jaden lowered his blade slightly. "Master Baran?"

   Stepping out of the shadows was a tall, dark-haired man wearing dark brown Jedi robes.

   "What are you doing here?" Jaden asked, keeping his lightsaber raised.

   "I'll explain later," the man named Baran said. "We have to go, now!"

   Jaden did not move, instead narrowing his eyes. "Something's not right. I sensed a disturbance in the Force."

   "So did I, which is why we must leave."

   Jaden continued to eye him warily. Dax himself felt distrustful of this man.

   "When and where were you born?" Jaden then asked.

   Baran blinked, as if taken aback by this question. "Forty-two years before the Battle of Yavin, on Alderaan," he said.

   "Who was your master?"

   "Morin Tharr, who preceded your own master as Battlemaster."

   "Who was your first apprentice?"

   "Donhran Remker."

   "What did you say to me when I helped defeat the Sith on Botajef?"

   Baran paused for a moment before answering. "I told you that you were a formidable warrior and a great Jedi Knight."

   Jaden grinned. "Wrong." He aimed his blade at the Jedi Master. "I didn't take part in a battle on Botajef. In fact, there never was one during the Imperial-Sith War."

   Baran stared at him for a moment before smiling. "Is that all that gave me away?"

   "That, and one other thing." Jaden gestured to the Crater Lodge's neon sign. "Take that down."

   Baran looked up at the sign, his smile fading. "It's... rather high up."

   "Use the Force, then."

   The Jedi Master stared at Jaden. For a second, Dax thought his eyes had suddenly turn gold. Before he could dwell on the subject, however, he suddenly felt himself fly across the room. His flight came to an abrupt stop when his head collided against a steel wall, causing him to lose consciousness.

*  *  *

   "Very clever," the faux Xanus Baran said, his normally brown eyes glowing gold. "No wonder I chose to make you one of my agents."

   "Consider this my resignation, then," Jaden growled as he lunged at the Watcher, twirling his emerald blade.

   The Watcher moved faster than his eyes could follow, for the false Baran had suddenly ended up standing behind Jaden rather than before him. As Jaden turned to face him, the Watcher reached behind his back and brought out Baran's saberstaff, igniting its two violet blades.

   "I may not be able to use your pathetic 'Force,'" the Watcher said. "But I have studied your lightsaber arts for long enough."

   Preparing himself with the stance of the seventh lightsaber form- Juyo- the Watcher beckoned for Jaden to attack.

   "Come on, boy. Let's see how long it takes for you to die."

*  *  *

   "What have you done to him?"

   Agent Eclipse paid the Revanchist no heed, instead taking glances at his wrist chrono. It was almost time. The Glorian fleet was already preparing to execute Protocol Zeta, and his fellow agents would be here any minute now.

   The plan was finally coming together. With the two Jedi leaders "missing in action", and Cal Omas retiring, the enemy would  be in disarray and then chaos when the Glorians unleashed their ultimate weapon: the Star Forge.

   Though it could barely be called that anymore. Despite resembling the original Star Forge in appearance, the capabilities of the new one were a lot more... destructive. The enemy was in for a nasty surprise.

   "Musing as always, I see."

   Eclipse looked up at the sound of the voice. Standing before him were his fellow agents: Umbra, Shadow, Phantom, Wraith, and the double-agent Xemer. The only ones who were absent were Violet- whom Shadow had eliminated not too long ago- and Ghost, whom Eclipse himself had taken care of.

   The leader of the Watcher's agents smiled. "Are we ready, then?"

   "Yes," said Umbra. "Shadow, if you'd please."

   Hesitation briefly flickering in his eye, Shadow reached behind his cloak and brought out the apparatus of their plan's final stage.

   Eclipse heard the Revanchist gasp. "No. It can't be...."

   Umbra chuckled. "Ah, but it is."

   Eclipse extended his hand and Shadow handed him the repaired Staff of Valtheran. The agent leader grinned as he raised the staff towards the ceiling.

   "Now, my brothers and sister," he said. "It is time for us to begin."

The Transformers, Issue 3: Mask of Vengeance, Chapter Three

BATTLE OF NEBULOS

   (Opens up with the Ark in space, near Nebulos, in the midst of a battle)

   Optimus Prime: What in Trion's name is going on?

   Perceptor: Apparently, we've ended up in a warzone.

   Optimus Prime: Obviously. But what's that? (Indicates an exotic looking Decepticon cruiser)

   Perceptor: Oh, Matrix....

   Optimus Prime: What?

   Perceptor: It's... it's the... the Revenge!

   Optimus Prime: Slag....

   (Meanwhile, on Nebulos, Autobot Hot Shot and his men fight against Decepticon forces)

   Countdown (over communicator): Commander Hot Shot, Quickstrike is down! What are your orders?

   Hot Shot: Keep fighting, Countdown! We're not giving up!

   Countdown: Copy that, sir! (He transforms into his alt-mode; a rocket launcher) Flak, Overhaul, follow me!

   (Flak fires several missiles from his launcher rack, destroying a Decepticon)

   Overhaul (transforming into robot mode): Come on, Decepticon punk!

   (He lunges at a generic 'con) Overhaul: Yaargh!

   (With his claws, he tears the 'con's head in half (a la Optimus Prime doing so to Grindor in Revenge of the Fallen))

   Hot Shot: All right, guys, good work. Now then, let's get the guys behind the wheel....

   (On the Decepticon warship Revenge, Demolishor reports to his unseen boss)

   Demolishor: Orders, sir? Sir?

   Revenge Captain (watching the Ark pass by): Let them pass.

   Hardtop: Are you sure, sir? I mean... that's Optimus Prime's ship!

   Captain: I gave an order. Obey it... or else.

   Hardtop (meekly): Yes, sir....

   (Meanwhile, the Ark begins to land on Nebulos)

   Optimus Prime: Hot Shot, do you read me?

   Hot Shot (on video-screen): Loud and clear, Optimus.

   Optimus Prime: Good. We're heading down.

   (Once the Ark lands, the Autobots begin heading out)

   Optimus Prime: Autobots, roll out!

   Movie Brawl-lookalike: Autobots in sight! Attack!

   (As the two forces begin fighting, a Decepticon resembling Movie Bonecrusher charges towards Optimus)

   Not-Bonecrusher: Bloody Autobot! Yargh!

   (As in the movie itself, Optimus beheads the Decepticon)

   Hot Shot: Crosswise, Excellion, go take out those Stunticon units!

   Crosswise: On it!

   Excellion (transforming to car mode): Ye-ha!

   Optimus Prime: Where's Grand Convoy?

   Hot Shot: He said he was busy. With what, I don't know....

   (Elsewhere on Nebulos, we see Grand Convoy (based on Cybertron Optimus Prime) confronting a mysterious being (who resembles Cybertron Megatron))

   "Not-Megatron" (chuckles): This is a surprise. You must be Grand Convoy, am I right?

   Grand Convoy: You're darn well you're right. Who are you?

   "Not-Megatron": Who I am doesn't matter. I am simply the Herald.

   Grand Convoy: Is that so? Well, then....

   (Grand Convoy reveals a number of guns on his body)

   Grand Convoy: Allow me to show you how much I care.

   (Meanwhile, Optimus and Hot Shot's men continue fighting Decepticons.)

   Flak: Commander Hot Shot, the 'cons are fleeing!

   Hot Shot: Good work, Autobots. Good work. (He then contacts Grand Convoy, who is still fighting the Herald)

   Hot Shot (over communicator): Grand Convoy, this is Hot Shot. Status?

   (The Herald grabs Grand Convoy by the neck)

   Grand Convoy: Hurk!

   Herald: Foolish, Autobot. It is too late.

   (Behind the Herald, an orb of energy appears. The other Autobots see this and look on in terror)

   Optimus Prime: Oh no....

   Hot Shot: By the Matrix....

   Grand Convoy: It... can't be.

   Herald: It is. My master had arrived!

   (A glowing arm appears menacingly over Nebulos)

   Grand Convoy: Is that Unicron?!

   Herald: No, silly. Something far more dangerous.... (At this moment, flames begin to erupt around Nebulos)

   Wheeljack: Get aboard!

   (The Autobots scramble and return to the Ark. Grand Convoy is killed by the Herald before he can reach the ship. As the Autobots flee, Nebulos explodes.)

   Herald: It's done.

   Herald's Master: Excellent. You have done well, my apprentice. Now... find me Optimus Prime!

   To be continued....

FEATURED CHARACTERS

   Autobots: Countdown, Crosswise, Excellion, Flak, Grand Convoy, Hot Shot, Ironhide, Optimus Prime, Overhaul, Perceptor, Ratchet, Wheeljack

   Decepticons: Demolishor, Hardtop, Revenge captain

   Others: The Herald, The Herald's master

Star Wars Invasion: Episode IX, Chapter Nine

CHAPTER NINE

   Of the Forge Seeker's crew, Captain Jaon and Paun, Masters Katarn and Voran, Commander Jokar, Zerev, and Anakin had gone to meet Baroness Administrator Mystolea. The female Vuvrian was very kind in welcoming them and offered a dinner of roba steak and vegetables, to which Kyle Katarn, who represented the group, eagerly agreed.

   As the seven of them shared a meal with Mystolea and Ugnaught representatives of the Parliament of Guilds, the administrator finally asked the million-credit question: "So, what brings you here to Cloud City?"

   After finishing his last piece of roba meat, Kyle set down his utensils and said, "To put it simply? We're on the run." He nodded for Jaon to elaborate.

   "The Galactic Alliance had sent us to find the Star Forge and destroy it," the captain explained. "We stopped by Tatooine to find a map which would lead us to it."

   "However," Kyle said, "when we left Tatooine, we ran into a fleet of Glorian ships and were forced to jump to lightspeed. We eventually came here, where hopefully the Glorians won't find us."

   "I see," Mystolea murmured. "I do hope you are right, Master Katarn. Cloud City does not have the means to go to war."

   "Which is why we're planning to make our stay a short one," Kyle said. "I apologize for any inconvenience our arrival has caused."

   "Oh, none at all," the Vuvrian said, waving a dismissive hand. "Do you know what your next destination will be?"

   "Not yet," Jaon said. "Definitely not Dantooine or Manaan, for reasons related to the Tatooine incident."

   "Why not return to Coruscant?" asked one of the Ugnaughts, whose kind rarely spoke Basic. "It's clear that the Glorians are after you, thus making it impossible to carry out your mission."

   Kyle raised an eyebrow at Jaon. "That doesn't sound half-bad of an idea."

   "But what if the Glorians have somehow placed a tracking device on our ship?" Commander Jokar asked. "Maybe that's how they were able to follow us to Tatooine."

   "Good point," Jaon said. "I'll have Rex do a thorough search for any tracking devices. Then we can head on to Coruscant."

   "Sounds good," Kyle said. "Say, what's for dessert?"

*  *  *

   Victory for the Imperial Remnant at Denon, defeat for the Galactic Alliance at Onderon. Admiral Sien Sovv found it almost ironic in a strange way.

   Sitting in his office on Coruscant, he spoke to Grand Moff and Supreme Commander Rolan Verradun via hologram.

   "Congratulations on your victory," Sovv said. "I am sorry to hear of Admiral Noradan's demise."

   "Yes, but at least his sacrifice was not in vain," Verradun said. "I, myself, am sorry to hear of your loss at Onderon."

   Sovv nodded sadly. "I'm still not sure what to make of it. Had the Glorians been manipulating King Kira before our arrival? Was the destruction the bombers made to Iziz the final nail in the coffin for his trust? Who knows?"

   "Who, indeed." Verradun paused before saying, "I hear that the Chief of State is resigning."

   Sovv nodded again, sighing this time. "The votes are being tallied as we speak. Omas plans on giving a final speech tomorrow."

   "Do you know who the candidates are?"

   "Via Eerin of Mon Calamari, Nensu Kaatik of Champala, and Zrask Krey'lis of Bothawui."

   "I wouldn't mind seeing Senator Eerin as Chief of State," Verradun mused. "She is peaceful and intelligent enough. Kaatik is very defiant and strong-willed; not even a Glorian could break him."

   "Do you plan on discussing politics with me?" Sovv muttered.

   The Grand Moff smiled. "My apologies, admiral. Hanging around arrogant Moffs does things to the mind."

   "Thank you for that long overdue understatement."

   Verradun chuckled. "You're quite welcome. So, what's our next course of action?"

   "Admiral Niathal's fleet is following the Onderon victors to Castell. Admiral Kre'fey's fleet will meet up with them shortly. I've also received a message from the Star Map team sent to Manaan, saying that a battle has broken out. They may need some assistance."

   "Understood," Verradun said. "Will that be all?"

   "For now, yes."

   With a bow and a salute, the Grand Moff's holographic form fizzled out. Now alone in his office, the Sullustan admiral turned his attention to the communications panel on his desk. Pressing it, the monotonic voice of his droid secretary spoke through.

   "Yes, sir?"

   "Patch me through to Chief Omas."

*  *  *

   As the Doomsday led General Starka's fleet through hyperspace, destined for Castell, Starka's communications chief turned in his seat to speak to the general.

   "Sir, you have a live transmission from the Emperor."

   "Play it," Starka ordered.

   A moment later, the Emperor's holographic form appeared before the Supreme Commander, just as it had not too long ago at Onderon.

   "Excellent work on your victory, general," the Emperor said, his tone unusually calmer than usual. "I take it you're heading for Castell now?"

   "Yes, my liege, as you ordered."

   "Belay that order."

   Starka blinked. "My... my liege?"

   A wicked grin crossed the Emperor's skeletal face. "Believe me when I say this, general. It is time to commence Protocol Zeta."

   "Protocol Zeta? Are you certain, my liege?"

   "Of course I am, general. Do you dare question my orders?"

   Starka hastily shook his head. "Not at all, Your Supremacy. It shall be done."

   As the hologram vanished, Starka called out to his men. "Redirect our course. Protocol Zeta is in place."

   For the first time in years, Starka felt elation fill his heart.

   "Return to Lehon."

The Transformers, Issue 2: Mask of Vengeance, Chapter Two

BATTLE OF CYBERTRON, PART 2

   (Opens up at the Autobots base- the crashed ship Ark- on Earth, with Optimus Prime, Jazz, Ratchet, and Wheeljack hanging around, having just received a call for help from Jetfire)

   Optimus Prime: Wheeljack, are we able to take off?

   Wheeljack: Not yet, Prime. Engine power is still recovering.

   Optimus Prime (sighs): Fine, but hurry. Jetfire needs us.

   Wheeljack: I'm trying!

   (Outside, the Ark's engines come to life while the Decepticon Laserbeak watches)

   Wheeljack: Got it!

   (As the Ark takes off, Laserbeak contacts the other Decepticons)

   Laserbeak: Laserbeak to base. Autobot ship taking off.

   (Scene shifts to the Decepticons at the crashed Nemesis)

   Soundwave: Lord Megatron, Laserbeak has reported. The Autobots have taken off to Cybertron.

   Starscream: And, let me guess... we won't follow them! I suggested we actually head to Cybertron, but no! You send Scorponok and Shockwave to do your dirty work! See why I should lead?

   Megatron: No. (Megatron grabs Starscream by the neck)

   Starscream: Hurk!

   Megatron: I'm either blind or you're stupid. I prefer the latter.

   Starscream: Ack....

   (Megatron lets go of the Seeker, tossing him to the floor)

   Starscream: Ahh!

   Megatron: Soundwave, prepare the Nemesis.

   (In space, the Ark approaches Cybertron and its moons)

   Wheeljack: Cybertron, ten light beams away. Jetfire, this is Wheeljack. Come in!

   (On Moonbase One, Jetfire and his team are fighting Decepticons)

   Jetfire: Jetfire here.

   Wheeljack (over communicator): Status?

   Jetfire: On Moonbase One, with 'cons coming in fast!

   Wheeljack (over communicator): And the Wreckers?

   Jetfire: They were at Kaon, but I've lost contact.

   (Back on the Ark)

   Optimus Prime: Ironhide, Trailbreaker, see to Impactor and the Wreckers. Hound, Mirage, Bumblebee, head to Darkmount and free Perceptor's group. Wheeljack, send the Ark to Moonbase One.

   Wheeljack: Right.

   Ironhide: What about you, Prime?

   Optimus Prime: I'm going to Moonbase Two.

   (Meanwhile, the Nemesis leaves Earth and goes after the Ark. Megatron, Soundwave, and the Seekers speak with Shockwave on a video screen)

   Megatron: Shockwave, report.

   Shockwave (on video creen): Kaon and Darkmount have been cleared of Autobots.

   Megatron: Excellent. Prepare for my arrival.

   (Back on Moonbase One, Jetfire's team continue fighting the Decepticons. Jetfire fires at one of them.)

   Generic #1: Argh!

   Generic #2: Aerial Assault Team, attack!

   (Three Decepticon jets fly up, led by an original character named Vinebreaker (which would only make sense, if, y'know, he had something to do with vines))

   Vinebreaker: Airstriker, Windspeed! Forward!

   Airstriker or Windspeed: Roger, Vinebreaker.

   (Jetfire fires at Airstrikes, presumably killing or severely wounding him)

   Airstriker: Yeagh!!

   Vinebreaker: Airstriker! Windspeed, get the Autobot!

   (Windspeed transforms into robot mode and lands to confront Jetfire)

   Windspeed: You're going down, Autobrat!

   Jetfire (aiming his gun): Oh, please.... (Jetfire fires his weapon but Windspeed evades the attack by transforming back into jet mode. He then shoots at Jetfire)

   Jetfire: Agh!

   (Swerve suddenly arrives, transforming into robot mode)

   Swerve: Hang on, Jetfire!

   Jetfire: Swerve! No!

   Windspeed (back in robot mode, firing at Swerve): Heh!

   (Swerve gets hit and is sent flying back)

   Swerve: Ah!

   Jetfire: SWERVE!

   Vinebreaker (over communicator): Windspeed, regroup!

   Windspeed: Yes, sir! (The Decepticon jet transforms and takes off)

   (In space, the Ark orbits Moonbase One)

   Wheeljack: Jetfire? Status?

   Jetfire (over communicator): I'm fine, but Swerve needs help!

   Wheeljack: Ratchet, get down there!

   Ratchet: Right!

   (Down on Cybertron, Ironhide and Trailbreaker take part in the battle of Kaon)

   Ironhide (firing at Decepticons): Trailbreaker, move out!

   Trailbreaker (in alt mode): Right!

   (Trailbreaker drives off, sneaking into Scorponok's base, and then transforms to robot mode)

   Trailbreaker: Impactor? Springer? Anyone?

   SFX: BLAM! 

   Trailbreaker (narrowly avoiding the attack): Whoa!

   (Scorponok appears) Scorponok: Hello, dead-bot.

   Trailbreaker: Scorponok!

   (Scorponok fires again, blasting the Autobot away) SFX: BLAM!

   Scorponok (transforming into his scorpion mode): Now to finish you off....

   SFX: BAM! (A blaster bolt narrowly misses Scorponok)

   Scorponok: Eh? (transforms) Oh, slag

    ??? (off-panel): Hey, Scorpion Man!

   (A group of Autobots, led by Mirage and including Perceptor's group, stand before Scorponok)

   Mirage: Can we join in?

   (The Autobots unleash their firepower at Scorponok)

   Scorponok: Argh!

   (Outside, Ironhide stands over a dead Decepticon)

   Ironhide: Darn Decepticons....

   ??? (off-panel): Ironhide!

   (Ironhide turns to see Trailbreaker and the others leaving Scorponok's base)

   Trailbreaker: I've found the others! Let's go!

   (The Autobots board their ship and takes off while Scorponok's fire after them, but to no avail)

   Ironhide: Wheeljack, we've got Impactor and Perceptor's group.

   Wheeljack (over communicator): Good. Come aboard!

   (Later, on the Ark, Wheeljack speaks with Optimus Prime over video-screen)

   Wheeljack: Optimus, we've rescued all of Jetfire's group.

   Optimus Prime: Good. Grimlock and I am about to leave Moonbase Two. Get ready for our return.

   Wheeljack: Understood, Prime. (He then walks over to Ratchet) How's Swerve?

   Ratchet: He'll live.

   Teletraan-1: Incoming transmission.

   Wheeljack: Display, Teletraan-1.

   (Hot Shot's face appears on the video-screen)

   Hot Shot: This is Hot Shot calling from Nebulos! We're- *zkkk!* heavy fire!

   (The signal cuts out. The Autobots stare in shock)

   Wheeljack: Not good.

   Ratchet: Since when is it ever?

To be continued....

FEATURED CHARACTERS

   Autobots: Blades, Bumblebee, Hot Shot, Hound, Ironhide, Jazz, Jetfire, Mirage, Optimus Prime, Outback, Powerglide, Ratchet, Seaspray, Swerve, Trailbreaker, Warpath, Wheeljack

   Decepticons: Airstriker, Laserbeak, Megatron, Scorponok, Shockwave, Soundwave, Starscream, Thundercracker, Vinebreaker, Windspeed

Star Wars Invasion: Episode IX, Chapter Eight

CHAPTER EIGHT

   Jaden and Dax had landed their ships on Crseih Station and, once they had each donned an enviro-suit to survive the transition from their oxygen-filled ships to the asteroid which lacked it, set off to enter the station.

   "I'm not seeing an entrance," Dax said after they had explored the surface for a while. "Then again, I don't normally visit asteroid-based space stations."

   "I suppose we're gonna have to make an entrance then," Jaden said, activating his lightsaber. He plunged its emerald blade into a metal panel, which was embedded into the asteroid's surface, and began to carve out a circle into it, making it large enough for both him and Dax to fit through it.

   When he kicked the slab of metal down, he was expected a blast of air to come out. But instead, the entrance he had carved out led to an empty airlock. He and Dax dropped down into it and Jaden then pressed a panel to seal off the hole he had created and to pressurize the room. Once the airlock had been refilled with oxygen, Jaden and Dax began to remove their space suits.

   "So, what's the plan from here?" Dax asked as he finished setting aside the enviro-suit.

   "We start exploring this station and find out its purpose," Jaden said.

   "And if we run into trouble?"

   "We deal with it in whatever way we can."

   "Wow. What a great plan."

   "I am open to any suggestions," Jaden muttered, not staying long enough to find out if Dax had any in mind.

*  *  *

   "We have visitors."

   Waru's scales shifted at the sound of this news, delivered by the being who had captured Baran and the Revanchist.

   "No doubt here to save you," Waru said to the Grand Master. "I wouldn't expect any other situation."

   "You knew they would come?" Baran asked.

   "Of course," Waru replied. "I summoned them here. Well, indirectly. And not without subtlety."

   The entity let out what sounded like a sight. "Alas, I am uncomfortable with them reaching this chamber and seeing me like... this. I hardly have the time to explain myself and, in spite of my great power, I am quite modest."

   Laying beside him, Baran heard the Revanchist groan, no doubt coming back to consciousness.

   Waru seemed to notice this, for he said, "Ah, and so the clone awakes. Agent Eclipse, I would like to see his face."

   Before the Revanchist could come to terms with his surroundings, his and Baran's captor strode up and removed the mask of Revan from his face, revealing the visage of Toah Jarsan, though much older and tired looking.

   "You truly are an enigma, even to me," Waru said. "I understand that you wear your armor in honor of your ancestor, but I am curious as to why exactly you founded the Dark Jedi Order."

   The Revanchist's voice came as an hoarse whisper. "Because of you."

   "I beg your pardon? I don't recall having ever met you."

   "Hethrir," the Revanchist said. "He told me."

   "Who is Hethrir?" Baran asked.

   "Ah, yes, dear old Hethrir," Waru lamented. "You see, Jedi, it is not easy for me to travel between worlds. In fact, I desired a location so remote and isolated from the galaxy so that no one would think to find me there.

   "More than three decades ago, one of my agents- Eclipse, here- discovered this station, which was run by the Galactic Empire's Procurator of Justice, Lord Hethrir. Hethrir took a liking to torturing his prisoners. The disturbance in the Force which it created was enough to transport me here. I then made a deal with Hethrir, promising him great power in exchange for his hospitality."

   "The Empire Reborn," Baran said, suddenly recalling the Procurator's name. "An Imperial splinter faction that was active ten years following Palpatine's death."

   "Indeed," Waru said. "After your Jedi defeated Hethrir's lieutenant, Desann, and prevented Marka Ragnos' resurrection, the poor old Procurator broke down and fled from the station."

   "Later," the Revanchist cut in, "I met him on Belderone, where he told me all about Waru and the Glorian Empire. It was then that I was convinced to establish the Dark Jedi Order, in the hopes of bringing factions tainted by the dark side together with those by the light."

   "I was hoping for a better reason than that, but no matter." Waru moved his shapeless body closer to Agent Eclipse. "The guests are coming. What should I wear?"

   Apparently, Eclipse did not find the question to be as bizarre as Baran thought it was. The agent titled his head, indicating the Grand Master.

   "Do you think so?" Waru murmured. "Yes, I do believe that would fit me."

   Before Baran could ask what was going on, a set of scales parted from Waru's flesh and a large, yet thin tentacle extended out, moving like a snake towards Baran's face. Using suction cups not unlike an octopus', the tendril attached itself to the Jedi Master's face and Baran instantly felt his life force being drained.

   So this is the end, he thought. Being suffocated by a mutant scaled octopus. I put all past Grand Masters to shame....

   However, just as he thought he had breathed his last, he suddenly felt rejuvenated, as if he had been born again in a new world.

   Is this what it's like, he wondered, to become one with the Force?

   He opened his eyes... only to realize that he didn't have any. Instead, he used the Force to see, much like the blind Miraluka species did.

   What he saw horrified him.

   Standing before him was himself, his own eyes glowing with a golden tint. When he spoke, he did so with Waru's voice.

   "Does this make me look fat?"

   "You look marvelous," Eclipse said sardonically. "Can't say the same for him."

   Waru-Baran grinned. "Well, nobody's perfect."

   As he turned to leave, he said to Eclipse, "Keep an eye on them while I go greet our guests."

   As he watched himself leave, Baran screamed, only to realize that his cry would only fall on dead ears. Waru had done more than simply switched bodies with him; Waru had merely trapped Baran's spirit in his body, leaving it impossible for him to control it.

   Baran screamed again, not in the least comforted by the fact that no one would be disturbed by him.

   Even in the void, no one can hear you scream

The Transformers, Issue 1: Mask of Vengeance, Chapter One

   Since I don't have any (finished) Transformers stories, I've decided to post scripts of the comics I've made, interchanging them with chapters of my Star Wars stories. I won't be starting from the beginning; some of them aren't that great. Instead, I'll be staring with my favorite finished series and then do the ones before that (they don't really have any continuity with this one).

   Also, as a note, this comic series is heavily based on Generation One with some inclusions of characters from other series.

MASK OF VENGENACE

BATTLE OF CYBERTRON, PART 1

(Opens up in space, with an Autobot ship heading for a ravaged Cybertron)

???: Moonbase One is under heavy fire! We need back- *static*

Jetfire (from the ship: This is Jetfire, reporting.

(On the Autobot ship, Jetfire speaks to a team of Autobots)

Jetfire: All right, everyone load up! Wreckers, you take care of the 'cons base in Kaon. Grimlock, you lead the Dinobots to Moonbase Two. Perceptor, you lead Blaster and the Minibots to Darkmount. Everyone else, with me to Moonbase One.

(The Wreckers' ship (possibly the Xantium) breaks away from Jetfire's)

Unidentified Wrecker: Wreck and Rule!

(At the Decepticon's base in Kaon)

Scorponok (speaking to Straxus): I don't care, Straxus! I want that weapons done today!

Straxus (on a video screen): But if we use it now, it'll be unstable!

Scorponok: I don't care! Get it ready now!

Sound effects (SFX): Bam!

Scorponok: Bomb-Burst, Mindwipe, take care of them!

(Outside, the Wreckers gather before Scorponok's base)

Impactor: Come on out, Scorponok! My troops are itching for a fight!

(Back inside)

Impactor (through the door): Come on out!

(The door blasts open as Bomb-Burst and Mindwipe attack, hitting Impactor)

SFX: BLAM!

Impactor: Agh!

Sandstorm?: Impactor!

Bomb-Burst: You want a fight, eh? I'm more than happy to oblige!

(Meanwhile, Perceptor, Warpath, Cosmos, Powerglide, and Beachcomber approach Darkmount)

??? (voice-over): I see Straxus' base up ahead!

Perceptor: You know the plan, Warpath?

Warpath: You bet the Matrix, I do.

(Warpath transforms and fires at the Decepticon fortress)

SFX: BLAM!

(Warpath scores a direct hit and blasts an opening)

Straxus: What the-? Thrust, Dirge, give them what they deserve!

(The two conehead Seekers transform and take off. Back outside, Powerglide sees them approaching)

Powerglide: I think they're angry.

(He transforms into jet mode)

Powerglide: Maybe a little spin will cheer them up!

SFX: Fwoosh!

(Powerglide flies past the Seekers, causing them to spin out of control)

Thrust or Dirge: What in the world-?

(Powerglide flips back around and begins firing. Dirge transforms)

Dirge: Death comes to those who threaten m-

(Powerglide hits Dirge, sending the Seeker flying)

Thrust: Seekers!

(Skywarp teleports into the scene. Guess Starscream and Thundercracker didn't want to come.)

Thrust: Attack!

(The Seekers begin firing at Powerglide)

Powerglide: Uh-oh....

(Meanwhile, at Moonbase One, Jetfire flies over the ravage battlefield)

Blades (via communicator): Are we too late, Jetfire?

Jetfire: I don't know, Blades.

(Jetfire transforms and lands)

Jetfire: Outback? Swerve? Anyone?

(Blades runs up to an injured Swerve)

Blades: Jetfire, I've found Swerve!

Jetfire (to Swerve): Where are the others?

Swerve: Pipes and Tailgate are fine....

(Outback emerges from rubble)

Jetfire: Outback?

Outback: I'm fine.

Jetfire: All right. First Aid, see to Swerve and Outback. Blades, Hot Spot, you're with me.

(Jetfire and the two Protectobots transform)

Jetfire: Let's go!

(Back at Kaon, the Wreckers continue to fight against Scorponok's forces)

Impactor: Springer, Sandstorm! Aerial attack!

(Springer and Sandstorm fire at two Seekers; the former scores a direct hit)

Seeker: Sheagh!

(Soon, the Wreckers break into Scorponok's base)

SFX: BOOM!

Impactor (aiming his weapon at Scorponok): Surrender. Now.

Scorponok: With pleasure....

(Scorponok transforms, with his men doing the same)

Scorponok: Decepticons, attack!

(At Moonbase One)

Jetfire (over communicator): Impactor? Come in!

(Back at Kaon, Scorponok's claw looms over a frightened Impactor)

Jetfire (voice over): Impactor!

To be continued....

FEATURED CHARACTERS (some simply appear and don't have dialogue)

   Autobots: Beachcomber, Blades, Cosmos, Grimlock, Hot Spot, Impactor, Jetfire, Outback, Perceptor, Powerglide, Sandstorm, Springer, Swerve, Topspin, Twin Twist, Warpath, Whirl

   Decepticons: Bomb-Burst, Dirge, Mindwipe, Scorponok, Seekers, Skullcruncher?, Skywarp, Straxus, Thrust, Weirdwolf

Star Wars Invasion: Episode IX, Chapter Seven

CHAPTER SEVEN

   To tell the truth, the only value a gas giant like Bespin had to the galaxy was its vast resources of tibanna, a rare form of matter which comprised the planet's atmosphere. The establishment of the floating Cloud City attracted tourists as well.

   During the Galactic Civil War, Cloud City had been governed by Anakin's father's friend, Lando Calrissian. When Lando went off to assist the Rebellion, an Imperial governor was left in charge until the New Republic retook Bespin. Afterwards, Lando's assistant Lobot ran the city until after the Imperial-Sith War, during which Lando returned as Baron Administrator for a short time before retiring. From what Anakin had heard, the current Baron Administrator was actually a Baroness; a female Vuviran named Mystolea.

   The Forge Seeker broke through the initial thick clouds of Bespin and soon came into contact with the Bespin Wing Guard, a pair of Twin-Pod cloud cars flying up beside them.

   "Stand by, Forge Seeker," one of the pilots said. "We shall escort you to Cloud City. Once there, you may land on Platform Nine-oh-three."

   "Understood," Captain Jaon said, following the two cloud cars.

   They soon arrived at the silver-colored station and flew into the upper city level, which consisted of several luxury hotels and casinos. Jaon found the designated platform, which was luckily big enough to accom- modate the large CR90 corvette. Once the engines had powered down, Jaon turned to speak with those on the bridge.

   "All right, here's my plan, if you want to call it that. Captain Paun, Master Katarn, Master Voran, and Zerev will go down there with me and speak with the Baroness Administrator, along with anyone who wished to accompany us. We'll tell here about our situation and see if she knows anything that can help us."

   "And?" prompted the Chagrian Dark Jedi Mar Voran.

   Jaon shrugged. "And that's it. To tell you guys the truth, I'm not sure we can go anywhere without running into trouble."

   "That's kind of the point of missions and such," Kyle Katarn said. "It isn't really an adventure if there's no trouble to run into."

   Jaon sighed. "Have any better ideas?"

   When no one responded, the captain got up from his seat. "Then let's go greet our welcoming party."

*  *  *

   General Creno could not help but pity the enemy. Not only was defeat obviously inevitable for them, the Imperial Remnant's forces were also losing focus and coordination, no doubt because of an arrogant admiral throwing out blind orders.

   He let out a sigh. It was so pathetic, it wasn't even funny. And it was becoming quite boring.

   "Patch me through to their flagship," he ordered the bridge's communications chief. 

   The officer did so and the holographic figure of an Imperial admiral appeared before the general.

   "What do you want, Glorian slime?" he spat.

   "My, aren't we rude?" Creno said. "You may call me General Creno, thank you very much. I wish to request a cease-fire from you."

   The admiral glared at him. "We'll surrender when Chaos freezes over."

   "Ah, so you're perfectly comfortable with letting your men die for a lost cause? No wonder they accept you as their commander."

   The Imperial was clearly shaking with fury. "My men fight for the glory of the Empire," he said through gritted teeth.

   "So do mine," Creno said. "Except mine are stronger and follow better strategies. Thus, your argument is invalid."

   The hologram briefly fizzled out, no doubt due to interference from the battle. When it returned, the Imperial admiral's expression had changed into a more calm one.

   "Invalid, you say? We'll have to see about that."

   Creno narrowed his eyes. "You have already lost, admiral. You fight for a lost cause. Give up now and you may live to fight another day."

   "Who says I have any intention of living?"

   Before Creno could reply, one of the bridge officers said, "Sir, an enemy cruiser is advancing towards us!"

   Creno shifted his gaze from the admiral to the viewport. His heart skipped a beat when he saw a Victory-class Star Destroyer advancing towards his flagship, aimed right for the bridge.

   "You wouldn't dare!" Creno snapped at the Imperial. "Are you that bold to sacrifice your men like that?"

   "Clearly I am."

   Seething with anger, Creno turned off the holoprojector and barked out to his men. "Direct all firepower to that Star Destroyer!"

   "But, sir," an officer replied. "Most of our power is on the shields!"

   "Then divert all power from the shields! I want that ship destroyed!"

   However, no matter what they threw at it, nothing could stop the still-advancing Star Destroyer. Creno then ordered for his flagship to be turned around, though he already knew it would prove no use. In mere minutes, the Imperial cruiser would be plunging into the Glorian ship like a blade piercing flesh.

   Ignoring the frantic cries of his men, the general simply stared at the ship as it filled the viewport.

   No wonder it's called a Victory-class Star Destroyer, he lamented, seconds before impact.

*  *  *

   The enemy was in disarray.

   Commander Ivan had to slap himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. One minute, he and his troopers were being cornered by the Glorian soldiers. The next, the Glorians had suddenly lost coordination in their attacks and were now scrambling.

   Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ivan ordered his men to continue firing. Remaining TIE Crawlers and Saber-class tanks rolled after them, unleashing their full artillery. In a short amount of time, the tide of the battle had turned in their favor and the Glorians were soon retreating.

   Once the last of the enemy's forces had left the surface of Denon, no doubt retreating into hyperspace, Ivan smiled as his men broke out cheering.

   "Well done, gentlemen," he said. "The day is ours."

   As the troopers continued to celebrate, Ivan brought out his comlink, intending to contact Admiral Nave Noradan.

   "Admiral, Denon is ours. The Glorians are retreating; repeat, the Glorians are retreating."

   No response.

   Ivan felt his elation leave his face. "Admiral, do you read me? The Glorians have been defeated. Admiral, come in!"

   All around him, the cheering had begun to die down.

   "Admiral?"