I got inspired to write yet another TF continuity. I watched FLCL and TF Cybertron on Youtube and this resulted. lol. Unlike some of my current projects this one has a plotline already in mind as I write this. For those of you who read my fan fics and grow restless of my lack of completed works I apologize. I know what it's like to realy get into a fic and never see the end of it. sigh I never really drop any of my fics. Take a long hiatus maybe but I'll go back once in a while and write another chap when something inspires me. Like right now how I was inspired to write this!

Another person I need to give thanks to for helping me get inspired to write more is Vaeru and her wonderful fanfic Juxtaposition as well as the side story fics. Wonderfully written and great scource of inspiration. Everyone go read it! lol.

Transformers Collateral Damage

Prologue

Like so many of the powers of the universe, the origins of the artifact were a mystery…as were the keys that operated it. Four keys to each side of the universe as goes the saying. The keys' existences were not even known until well after the war began. On a planet far from the center of the universe a race of sentient machines were taking their first steps into freedom. Having broken the bonds of enslavement from their techno organic masters, the machines commandeered a barren planet once belonging to their former captors. Building, creating, growing…soon the barren rock became a civilization greater then any other. It was called Cybertron. The people flourished under the joint rule of the Prime and the Tron. But political unrest soon set the stage for war. When their planet was the sparkling jewel of technology that they had set out to achieve, the Tron and his supporters howled for empirical expansion while the Prime and his supporters wished to make peace and establish trade with neighboring planets. Starting as a political campaign, the Tron movement soon evolved into a coupe that planned to assassinate the current Prime…and it succeeded. The third Prime, Sentinel Prime, was publicly assassinated before his supporters during a peace conference calling for Cybertronian tolerance of organic species. This action by the Tron rebels, now calling themselves Decepticons, issued in a response by the Prime supporters, now calling themselves Autobots.

Thousands perished. Planets destroyed, entire species erased from existence, and all because of one being's thirst for power and intolerance of lesser species. His name was Gigatron. He didn't live to see his dream of power and empire come to fruit. Three vorns after the assassination of Sentinel Prime, Gigatron was cut down by one of his own. He was a former gladiator of pit wars. His real name has been lost to time, but after deactivating his party's leader, he was hence forth referred to as Megatron by his Decepticons.

Just as Megatron replaced Gigatron, Sentinel Prime's successor was named. He was once a clerk in the chamber of elders but during the fight for emancipation, became a skilled major and one of the prime's inner circle and stood by Sentinel's side when he was cut down. On the Prime's last dieing breath, he said these words to the young major.

"Optronix, you must lead our people. Do not let the darkness overcome all that we have fought for. Keep the light shining for them. Take it…Keep it safe…"

Reaching into his chest, Sentinel pulled forth a glowing sphere of energy resting in a ceremonial case; the matrix. Optronix's optics widened in sudden awe…and fear.

"No," He said flatly. "I cannot take this from you."

"You must…Orion," Sentinel rasped, his eyes already dimming. Optronix felt a twinge of guilt deep inside of his cortex as his commanding officer used his nickname. "The light must live on…" His face turned soft and he smiled. "Even if I do not…"

"No!" Optronix denied angrily. "We'll get a medic, you will live Sentinel!"

Prime smiled lingered as he looked at his young major. "I could not have asked Primus for a more trust worthy comrade or such a worthy successor. You will lead our people to prosperity…Optimus Prime."

And so a new chapter began as the old one faded. Both political parties grew into Military factions and millions of Megavorns ticked away as their war ravaged their side of the universe. During the fifth Great War the tide turned. That was when the artifact was found. A glowing sphere of energy, not unlike the Autobot Matrix, was found on a planet inhabited by insentient organic animals and predatorily vegetation. The one who found the object was a wing squadron commander named Starscream. The energy of the artifact overwhelmed by him and he made an attempt to overthrow Megatron. His attempt failed and Megatron came into possession of the artifact. And in a questionable move he made Starscream, the would-be murderer, his second in command.

With the power of the Artifact at his disposal, Megatron was able to claim victor over the planet of Cybertron and the surviving forces of the Autobots were forced to flee. However, in a latch ditch effort to regain control of Cybertron, Optimus Prime faced off against Megatron. During which for some unknown reason the Artifact that gave Megatron the bulk of his power, split into four keys and scattered.

And where our story begins is not on some far reaching battle field of space…but a small insignificantly isolated world far from the chaotic fingers of the Cybertronian conflicts-Earth. And our hero is not some high IQ intellect of human progression…but a young girl whose involvement in the intergalactic war began when she was but a child- a child who tried to catch a falling star…