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TFA - After Endgame

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TFA – After Endgame

After their triumphant battle against Megatron and his small army of Lugnut Supreme clones, Optimus Prime and the rest of his Autobot crew returned to Cybertron to not only turn in the captured Decepticon leader and his two most trusted lieutenants, Lugnut and Shockwave, but also to return the Allspark back to Cybertron. Unfortunately, the Autobots lost their dear comrade, Prowl, over the course of the battle as he sacrificed his own spark to save them and everyone in Detroit from the explosives rigged onto the Lugnut Supreme clones by the now-offline treacherous Starscream. Now hailed as heroes for not only putting an end to the menace of Megatron but also for restoring most of the Allspark, Optimus Prime and his crew can only hope that the immediate danger is truly over…

Later, in the Autobot high council, Optimus Prime and his crew stood before the council members comprising of Perceptor, head of the science and research division, Alpha Trion, head of the Autobot civilians and finally, a recently-recovered Ultra Magnus, leader of the Cybertronian Elite Guard. Having heard of their great deeds of both vanquishing Megatron and restoring most of the Allspark, the council itself wanted an audience with the undisputed heroes. Ultra Magnus was first to speak as he commended Optimus Prime for his valiant efforts, “…without which would have undoubtedly led to another dark age for all of Cybertron.” Saluting in response, Optimus Prime expressed regret as he spoke, “With all due respect sir but I could not have done any of this without the help and support of my crew, one of whom is no longer with us…” Nodding in understanding of their loss, Alpha Trion said, “While it may not be much considering that he had sacrificed so much for the sake of all of us but it has been unanimously agreed by the high council that his remains would be placed alongside the past Masters of the Cyber Ninja Corps, beside his former master, Yoketron.” Jazz smiled sadly as he said in response, “I doubt Master Yoketron would have settled for any less for his finest student.”

After a nod in agreement, Ultra Magnus’ expression turned stern as he looked upon Optimus Prime and spoke, “As much as I wish to put unpleasant discussions aside Optimus Prime, it has come to my attention that your subordinate, Ratchet, took the Magnus Hammer away to Earth after recovering it from the Decepticon agent, Shockwave. Sentinel Prime accused you for stealing the hammer but after seeing what you have done with it, I wish to hear your side of the story before I make my judgment.” Remembering this sort of conversation all too well for past experience, Optimus Prime sighed as he replied, “First of all, if there’s any bot to blame for that it would be me…” His crew was about to protest when Optimus Prime silenced them with a wave of his hand as he explained, “Ratchet took away the hammer believing that it is best to be left in our custody until the real Magnus is ready to wield it once again. I could have easily requested him to return it but due to unavoidable events, I had to do otherwise and use the hammer to stop Megatron and his clones. If the council wishes to pass any judgment, let me take it in Ratchet’s place.” Gazing intently at the younger Autobot in a tense moment of silence Ultra Magnus made his decision. “While your story of using the hammer to stop Megatron is undisputed, we cannot deny the fact that you used the hammer when it should have been in the hands of a Magnus, even if he is just a temporary one. Therefore, it is my decision that you are hereby sentenced to…” Optimus Prime closed his optics as he expected the worst. “…relinquishing your ownership of both the Magnus Hammer back to its rightful owner and the Allspark back to its rightful place in Cybertron.”

Surprised by the mild sentence, Sentinel Prime protested, “But Ultra Magnus, this insubordinate malfunction used the Magnus Hammer when if should have been in the hands of a Magnus, even if I was merely a temporary one at the…!” Ultra Magnus silenced him with a stern glare as he spoke his reasoning, “True, but Optimus Prime did not keep or use the hammer for his own personal gain but used it to stop Megatron from using clones of our greatest weapon to defeat us. If that is not worthy of leniency, what do you propose is?” Unable to say any counterargument, Sentinel Prime turned his gaze away in disgust as he grumbled to himself. Ignoring the jealous Autobot, Ultra Magnus turned his attention back to Optimus Prime as he asked, “Do you have any objections, Optimus Prime?” Shaking his head, Optimus Prime said, “No, Ultra Magnus.” Offering the Magnus Hammer back to Ultra Magnus, Optimus Prime asked, “Is there, anything else you wish to tell us?” Ultra Magnus wore a rare smile as he turned his attention to the rest of the crew, “A few in fact…”

Bumblebee was practically hopping in joy as he whooped in glee, “An honorary member of the Cybertronian Elite Guard, that’s just awesome!” Bulkhead was just as happy as he happily said, “Free access to all known spacebridge coordinates across the galaxy and information on the latest transwarp technology? I’m feeling like a kid-bot being given energon-candy!” Jazz could only smile at the two young-bots as he had to ask himself, “Prowl, how did you ever manage to keep your cool with those two around?”

“You don’t seem too disappointed of being discharged from the Elite Guard.” Hearing Optimus Prime’s comment made Jazz chuckle as he answered, “That’s because I can still hang around with you guys and the last time I remembered, you and your crew are still stationed in that funky organic planet.” After hearing his explanation, Optimus Prime smiled as he offered his hand, “It’s good to have you in our team, Jazz.” Accepting the handshake, Jazz replied, “I only wish that Prowl was still with us, even though I know better than letting my groove be held back by unchangeable facts.” Remembering Prowl’s sacrifice all too well, Optimus Prime could only agree…

When Prowl finally regained his senses, he was lost in a seemingly endless sea of brilliant blue. Remembering that he sacrificed his own spark to stop the last bomb-rigged Lugnut Supreme clone from exposing, he quickly remembered that he was somehow able to save Optimus Prime from the contained explosion. “But… how was that possible?”

“Anything is possible when one uses the power of Processor over Matter while in the presence of the Allspark, young-bot.” Remembering that voice Prowl turned his gaze towards the one Autobot who taught him to become a Cyber Ninja. “Master Yoketron?” Smiling proudly, Master Yoketron nodded as he spoke, “It has been a long time since we last met, Prowl.” Overjoyed of seeing his beloved master once again, Prowl had to keep his emotions in check as he calmly replied, “Yes, too long in fact.” Chuckling in response, Master Yoketron said, “In case you’re wondering, the reason why I’ve come here before you is not to take you to the Well of All Sparks… unless that is what you truly wish for.” Confused by the statement, Prowl asked, “Just what do you mean by that?” Well aware that his student is confused, Master Yoketron patiently explained, “When you extinguished your spark to protect that city though the power of the Allspark, your spark had in fact left your body and became one with it. What this means is that you now have the choice to either pass on to the Well of All Sparks or to return back to your shell and be with your companions once again.” Now realizing that he has to choose between passing on to the afterlife or returning back to life, Prowl expressed his uncertainty as he spoke, “I’m not sure which to choose, Master Yoketron. Please, I need your help to decide!” Master Yoketron shook his head in response and he told his dear student, “Only you and you alone can make that decision Prowl but if you truly wish to hear my opinion then I will say this, the seeds of the future are beginning to unravel…” Seeing that Master Yoketron was beginning to fade away, Prowl begged him to wait but was too late as he was already gone. Now alone in the sea of blue, Prowl pondered on his choice…

In the Cyber Ninja Dojo, Optimus Prime and the rest of his crew were present alongside with members of the high council and the Cyber Ninjas to give their final respect to the offline Prowl. “Is there anyone else among you who wish to say any last words?” Surprisingly, it was Warpath who stepped forward as he spoke, “To be honest with you, I have always doubted that Autobot would amount to anything back then during the Great War and after that raid which caused us to lose not only the protoforms but also Master Yoketron, I honestly believed that he was a good for nothing excuse of a Cyber Ninja. But after what he had done to save not only his friends but also everyone else on Cybertron, I’m willing to take back everything I have said.” Bowing in reverence, Warpath said, “I only wish that I had been able to see that potential in you like Master Yoketron did… Master Prowl.” Having said his words, Warpath went back to his place amongst the ranks of Cyber Ninjas as Ultra Magnus said, “Now that everyone had said their last words, it is time that we place him beside his master…”

“WAIT!!!”

Shocked by the loud voice, the Autobots turned their attention towards the strange small one known as Sari. Perturbed by her outcry, Ultra Magnus asked, “Is there anything more you want to say, Sari Sumdac?” Sari looked about as she asked everyone in the hall, “Don’t you guys feel it?” Obviously confused by her strange statement, no one replied when Sari said, “Prowl’s calling us, from the Allspark!” Her plain statement rocked almost everyone as most of the Autobots found it hard to believe her. Only Optimus Prime, who was saved by Prowl’s spark at the time he was trapped in the explosion, took it well as he asked, “Are you certain of this Sari?” Her enthusiastic reply of affirmation was all the answer he needed as he turned his attention to Ultra Magnus and asked, “If I may?” Sighing in a resigned manner, Ultra Magnus said, “You’ve had you dealings with the Allspark, I will trust in your judgment.” Thanking Ultra Magnus, Optimus Prime took off the Allspark Matrix that was still worn on a chain around his neck and placed it before Prowl’s empty shell. A few tense moments passed and just when some of the more skeptical Autobots, including of course, Sentinel Prime, were about to make their thoughts known, the Allspark suddenly began to glow, washing over the shell with a calm blue light. Staring at the mighty object in disbelief, the Autobots stepped back as the energies from the Allspark began to condense into a spark which floated down into the shell, causing the discolored grey to restore back to its original black and gold color. As the revived Autobot struggled to get back up, Optimus Prime and the rest of his crew immediately rushed to his side as they helped him get back up. Tears flowed freely from Sari’s eyes as she hugged him the best she could and said, “Prowl, you came back!” Wearing a weak smile, Prowl said, “I was given a choice between passing on or returning back to my friends by my old master.”

“Master Yoketron?!” Prowl nodded in confirmation to Jazz’s query as he sheepishly replied, “I hope I didn’t cause too much of an uproar, coming back to life like this.” Bumblebee, ever the mischievous one, grinned happily as he spoke, “What makes you think you didn’t?” Prowl could only smirk in spite of himself as the crowd cheered in joy of his revival…

The news was quickly spread over the whole planet of Cybertron as the Autobots celebrated the revival of one of their great heroes through the blessings of the almighty Allspark. While a parade was suggested to celebrate the moment, Optimus Prime and some of his crewmembers turned down the offer much to the disappointment of Bumblebee and Sari. Preferring to keep their celebration simple amongst colleagues, friends and family, the Autobot crew opted for a small party in Ratchet’s favorite drinking spot, Maccadam’s Oil Bar. Raising their flagons of oil in cheer to Prowl’s revival, the Autobots, excluding Sari who settled to helping them serve the oil, drank their oil in good spirits. “Man, this has got to be the best day ever!” Agreeing with Bumblebee’s statement, Jazz added, “If there’s anything which could make this day any better, if would be having some slick music while we party!” Ratchet, being an old war veteran, smirked as he spoke, “Enjoy it while you can young-bots ‘cause once the party is over, we’ll be back on Earth to safeguard it from further Decepticon attacks.” Not willing to be let down without arguing against it, Bumblebee asked, “Aw, come on Ratchet! With the Allspark safe and sound on Cybertron and Megatron locked in the Stockade, what’s the worst that could happen?”

Meanwhile on Earth…

Scrapper was nosing around the crashed Lugnut Supreme clone on Dinobot Island as he wondered how it got there. Shrugging in indifference, Scrapper decided make use of it to build a boat large enough to carry him far away from the island to someplace nice and quite. Just as he made his decision, he heard the familiar voices of his buddy and his “boss”…

After spending months reconstructing his melted body and then rebuilding his lab deep underground beneath the city of Detroit from scratch, Meltdown has finally obtained all the facilities he needs to continue with his attempt to finally create a completely organic transformer, a being he decided to name a Mutate…

In the forest of Africa, a self-reassembled Waspinator has begun to act upon his plans, plans which he had been planning for the past few months as he fixed himself. However his actions did not go unnoticed as Blackarachnia spies on him, keeping herself hidden as she knows full well of his grudge towards her…

In an uncharted sector of space…

The egomaniac and coward Starscream clones were flying aimlessly in space when they happened upon a group of Decepticons led by a most unfeminine female making a deal with an armsdealer and a mercenary…

Back in Cybertron

Megatron was locked in his cell at a maximum-security prison sector in the Stockade alongside with other infamous war-criminals. As he was planning his revenge upon the Autobot, Optimus Prime, for foiling all of his recent plans, Megatron heard a familiar voice which left his spark chilled, “Galvatron? I thought I destroyed you during the Great War!” Laughing in a manner best described as insane and sadistic, Galvatron replied, “Considering how you tried to dispose of me after my failed attempt to overthrow you, I’m not overly surprised to see you so shocked that I’m still online and functional.” Wearing a mad grin, Galvatron said, “As to how I managed to survive that event, let’s just say I have met my one, true master…!”

To be continued…?
A few facts to clarify:
- This is not based on my other fanfiction, TFA - Insecticons Rising, it is based on the possible events after Endgame in TFA season 3
- A few characters were not explored in this fanfiction namely Sari's interaction with the protoforms and Blackarachnia's "animal companions"
- I wrote this fanfiction with the assumption that Ultra Magnus has recovered but is still not ready for any combat yet
- Galvatron and "his true master" are merely possible characters in this continuity.

Now that I have said what is needed to be said, I hope you guys enjoy this fanfiction. :)
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This is awesome, you should check out this "after the endgame" version too:
part 1:[link]
part 2:[link]
part 3:[link]

P.S. this also deserves more attention