#transformative reflection

[fandfnews]

Wikipedia Co-Founder Larry Sanger Shares Journey from Atheism to Christianity

In a candid interview, Larry Sanger, co-founder of Wikipedia and a lifelong skeptic, revealed his transformative journey from atheism to Christianity—a shift rooted in intellectual rigor, personal relationships, and a deep dive into scripture. Sanger, who holds a PhD in philosophy, spent 35 years questioning faith before embracing Christianity in his 50s. His story challenges stereotypes about…

[vanillayoteart]

That's Me!...

Despite everything, it's still you  A 'Species HRT' piece -Rai- from my weekly streams! [MIRROR POST]

[cosmicdenro]

robot siblings is a crazy trope i LOVE

really. wanted to add this too. theyre everything ever

[clawsou]

Transformers Are Home.

[sideswipesjetpack]

dratchet, ratchlock.. WHATEVER THE TERMS ARE!! Come feast fans of whatnot

[vyrroca]

had to draw tfone megs when i saw that tweet of him crying coolant

based on this scene vvv

[bearforcecaptions]

Evan stumbled into the bathroom, yawning, scratching the back of his neck. Another sleepy morning, another forgettable day. He barely even opened his eyes as he flicked the light on, letting the harsh fluorescent hum fill the small, dingy room. The mirror, streaked with old water stains, reflected back his pale, slight frame — but something made him blink.

Hard.

The man in the mirror wasn’t him.

At least, not exactly.

The figure standing where he should have been was a giant of a man — thick with muscle, dense with a heavy forest of chest hair, his beard sprawling past his collarbones. His arms bulged with cords of strength, veins thick and prominent. His hair was cropped short on the sides, a little longer on top, styled into a sharp, effortless look of rugged dominance. His face was weathered, mid-30s maybe — mature, confident — a few faint creases at the eyes that spoke of experience, but no weakness.

Evan’s breath hitched. He reached toward the glass. The man in the mirror mimicked him perfectly, hand rising.

Then the mirror spoke.

"You’ve always been this way, not Evan..." the voice rumbled, rich and commanding. "Your name is Eric."

The name hit him like a strike to the chest — wrong and right at the same time. Evan opened his mouth to object, but the sound dissolved on his tongue. Eric. Of course. It sounded natural. Strong. Familiar.

The voice continued, sliding through him like a slow, irresistible current. "Eric Steele. Born to be bigger. Born to be more."

A shiver ran through him as his body responded first. His shoulders pulled wider with a low, grinding stretch. His arms grew thick and heavy with muscle, veins webbing across them like rivers of molten iron. His chest swelled forward, two massive plates of strength, dusted with thick, dark hair that spread greedily over his pecs, arms, down into a heavy trail across his abs.

His beard surged outward, black and coarse, blanketing his jawline, framing a face that hardened into something fierce and commanding. His hair tightened into a neatly rugged cut — short, faded sides, a dense, heavy top that made him look even more powerful.

"You're not some nobody stuck in an office," the voice whispered, "You're a self-made man. Owner of Steele Ironworks. A real empire."

Images flooded his mind: rows of weightlifters clanging plates, men cheering as he benched impossible weight, his name on the wall in bold steel letters. The life of a small, invisible man disintegrated, forgotten.

The mirror shimmered, and his surroundings changed with it. The bathroom stretched larger, walls of black slate and chrome fixtures gleaming under industrial lights. The sink morphed into a thick slab of stone, sturdy enough for a man like him. The old, peeling door frame widened, as if recognizing it needed to accommodate his size.

"You're thirty-five years old now. In your prime. Built by work, sweat, and respect."

He watched his reflection age up, subtly but surely — fine lines creasing at the corners of his intense, dark eyes, a faint peppering of gray starting at the temples and threading into his thick beard. It didn't make him look older; it made him look formidable.

He flexed an arm absentmindedly, marveling at the tight coil of muscle swelling under his skin, at the thick mat of body hair running across his chest and thick thighs. His calves, once narrow and weak, were now broad and heavy, like stone pillars.

"Your hobbies, your life — it's all built around power," the mirror coaxed. "Iron. Brotherhood. Competition. Triumph."

And it was true. He remembered the heavy smell of the gym, the roaring engines of his motorcycle, the brothers he'd fought and laughed with. The empty hobbies of Evan — gaming, Netflix binges, scrolling social media — vanished, slipping from his brain like a bad dream.

He grinned, flashing perfect, strong teeth. Eric Steele. The name felt natural, like a second skin — no, like the only skin he'd ever worn.

The mirror stilled.

The man inside it no longer whispered, no longer coaxed. He simply stood, a reflection now, matching him perfectly. Matching Eric Steele.

There was no Evan. There had never been.

Eric ran a thick hand through his beard, feeling its heavy texture, admiring the way it framed his sharp jawline. His hand traced the curve of his powerful chest, the trail of hair down his torso, the sheer dense mass of himself. He was pride made flesh.

Without another thought, Eric turned from the mirror, his wide shoulders brushing the frame as he passed through the doorway into the rest of his reality — a world he didn't know had ever been different.

Behind him, the mirror stayed still.

Silent.

Waiting.

[greentrickster]

Okay, so Optimus Prime was Orion Pax, who was a dock worker and then later archivist, Optimus is a lot bigger and bulkier than Orion, and Optimus's vehicle mode is a flatbed truck or something similar, which is a very large truck, so...

Would that mean that Orion Pax's vehicle form was like... a pickup truck or something? Because, not gonna lie, that is super adorable to me.

...oh my gosh, if that's the case, my vote is that he was something similar to a Toyota Hilux specifically, since that's the truck Top Gear failed to destroy even after throwing all their lunacy at it. Ultimate dependable unstoppable little truck as goodest boy Orion Pax, unstoppable li'l hunter of truth.

[theangrycomet]

i love how it's an established part of Bulkhead's character to get attached to a tiny pigtailed menace who actively gets herself involved in the "cool" dangerous activities and gets him interested in Earth arts

it's like the cat-distribution system only with kid sisters/daughters

[ihatebrainstorm]

Rogues Gallery AU Arkham/ Blackgate Files Part 1

[transformers-coexistence-backup]

Almost all Decepticons in my AU/fan continuity are faking their loyalty to Megatron, no joke.

They're planning to get rid of him.

[momentomori24]

I may just be insane about this but does this feel like foreshadowing to anyone else. In this scene we see her trying to replicate the skill of someone else (her mother) and failing to achieve the same results that they would. That feels really specific and it's driving me insane.

Like, we see this come back again in the aftermath of the trial. Diana has repeatedly voiced her admiration for Wolfgang's ability to speak and inspire those around him in the darkest of times, saying she wished she could do the same. We see her pour her heart out and give her own speech to inspire the others-- except the reaction that she receives is cold and miserable, far from the newly kindled warmth and hope Wolfgang was able to create every time.

Diana is a chameleon. Her whole thing is to reflect, to replicate and to adapt. Do you think that this small scene where she tries to make a butterfly out of her hairclips-- a butterfly, an animal associated with transformation and change-- and the end result looking nothing like what she wanted it to be is a metaphor for her future character arc? She has declared that she wants to follow in Wolfgang's footsteps, wants to become something new, but do you think that by the end she ends up being the furthest thing from him? Do you think that by the end she will be left distorted, fundamentally wrong? Do you think that if she could see what she will become in the future, the only emotion that she can muster is horror as she gazes at a stranger that's supposed to be herself? That by the end, she won't be able to recognise herself, because there's no "her" left anymore?

[lucdoodle]

reference to that one comic where a kid tries to teach Starscream "what Christmas is all about(tm)"

[transingthoseformers]

I've seen a few 'What if TFP Optimus' sacrifice to revive Cybertron actually led him to end up in [insert name] continuity' posts and each one is a jab to the heart.

He ends up in Earthspark? HE CAN PROPERLY RETIRE, BUT MAN IS IT BITTERSWEET TO SEE WHAT COULD OF BEEN!!!! But at least he gets a better chance to have therapy here.

TFA? Well at least Cybertron is still alive but learning how the state of things are will give him FLASHBACKS, NOT THE GOOD ONES, so yeah no retirement and he's got an even YOUNGER crew of bots to awkwardly mentor. And a craftier Megatron to deal with y a y =_=

TF One? Arguably the worst one, why would you forsake him Primus. Not only at the horrid current state of Iacon but oh no, seeing not only this Orion Pax but also D-16 who he realizes is meant to be Megatron who both are so y o u n g and naive, his spark might as well rip in two already :')

More options I'm especially possibly interested in here: G1, idwg1, and SG >:3

[astrosouldivinity]

𝐏𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬: 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲

- Angela Davis

✫ As we enter the era of Pluto in Aquarius, it’s set to be a karmic time for the elites. The recent assassination of United Healthcare CEO Brian Thompson in New York highlights the escalating tension of this age. This targeted attack serves as a warning that we are approaching a tipping point, one in which solidarity among the proletariat is becoming increasingly essential for survival.

✫ Since Pluto entered Aquarius on November 19, 2024, revolutions are already beginning worldwide. History has a way of repeating itself; consider the Haitian, American, Industrial, and French Revolutions, alongside the beginnings of the Women’s and Abolitionist movements, all occurring during the Pluto in Aquarius era. Each of these movements was fueled by collective consciousness and the desire for change.

✫ The American healthcare system is deeply corrupt. With threats from leaders like Trump to cut essential benefits like VA Healthcare only exacerbate the situation. America operates like a business, prioritizing profit over people, and the exploitation of our healthcare system is utterly unethical. Furthermore, research indicates that life expectancy is higher in countries with publicly funded healthcare compared to those without it.

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✫ This alarming reality in the U.S. reflects a broader pattern of instability and discontent around the world. Similarly, we’re witnessing turmoil globally: France's government has collapsed, South Korea has declared martial law, and protests are erupting in Georgia. These events highlight an increasing wave of rebellion, fueled by a collective desire for change and justice worldwide. Citizens everywhere are standing up against oppressive systems, demanding accountability, and striving for a future that prioritizes their needs and rights.

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✫ In the aftermath of Thompson's death, Blue Cross Blue Shield reversed their policy on anesthesia coverage, clearly spooked by the assassination. This swift change demonstrates the power we hold as a collective. The elites may be a small fraction of the population, but this shows that we the people have the strength to demand change. When people have nothing to lose, they become a force to be reckoned with.

✫ I want to clarify that I am not condoning violence. It’s unfortunate that we've reached this point in the world. Historical cycles tend to repeat, and we are witnessing its echoes. Pluto in Aquarius marks the beginning of a new age of rebellion, revolt, and transformation. Pluto symbolizes destruction and renewal, and the energy of Aquarius fosters the desire to break free from outdated traditions. People are fed up and are demanding change.

𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐬:

• https://www.npr.org/2024/12/05/nx-s1-5217617/blue-cross-blue-shield-anesthesia-anthem

• https://foreignpolicy.com/2024/12/06/georgia-scenarios-protests-russia-eu-election-democracy-tbilisi/

• https://www.newsweek.com/veterans-health-care-cut-department-government-efficiency-1985641

• https://amp.cnn.com/cnn/2024/12/04/us/brian-thompson-united-healthcare-death

• https://pmc.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/articles/PMC9653205/

• https://www.npr.org/2024/12/05/nx-s1-5215788/south-korea-martial-law

• https://www.bbc.com/news/articles/cdxz934p56qo.amp

𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

𝚆𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝙰𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚜

𝙲𝚊𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚖

𝙲𝚊𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚖 𝙿𝚝. 2

𝚡𝚡- 𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 (𝙺𝚒𝚔𝚒)

©𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚁𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚍.

[empressgeekt]

Transformers - TFO/Earthspark Time Travel fic summery - An Aged Reflection au (part 1...maybe)

Okay, so the recent movie (GO WATCH IT!) Transformers One, had reignited my hyper fixation for this franchise and as such I come barring a plot summery for a fic prompt. If anyone wants to use this plot in a fic, please just link me so i can read it!

Once more I'm assuming people have seen the movie and at least the first season of the EarthSpark cartoon.

On to the plot!

We start in the past. After getting thrown from the transport train, Orion, Dee, Elita and Bee, are stuck on cybertron's surface, and while a very beautiful place, it is also filled with unknown things, not all of them safe...though it doesn't stop Orion from being curious. What little vegetation the rust wastes have, is fascinating to him and it's only Dee holding him back from him faceplanting into his first patch of grass to "See what it feels like". There are abandoned buildings and some part of Orion wonders what they mean, likely there were some bots who lived on the surface long ago before the quintessions, and he wants to know what their lives were like. To live in a world underneath the sun, with stars to sing them to sleep.

Dee is the only one who actually entertains Orion's questions. Elita is too focused on her map, and Bee is rambling too much to pay attention to anyone else talking. And Dee has to admit, it does make him wonder too. Sure the surface is clearly dangerous, especially to some bots who don't have any survival instincts, but seeing all that was left behind before they were forced underground, there is a sense of loss. What would've been life if the Quintessions never invaded? It likely wouldn't have effect him being a no-cog, but would there be cities up here? The Primes would still be around, maybe they would've expanded globally. Some part of him imagines living a city built by Megatronus. It would've been grand, no question. Looking out on the horizon of his home planet, he hopes to come back here once it's all over. Maybe with the Matrix returned, Sentinel would start construction on a city on the surface. Maybe Dee could visit. He would like to see the sun rise again in his life.

However, Dee would later regret Orion influencing him with curiosity As half way through the journey, the ever shifting surface of Cybertron opens a fissure a head of them, and they can't cross until the landscape changes again. Deciding to camp out and try again in the morning. During the night a weird light comes from the fissure and long story short they all get sucked in...and blackout...

Orion wakes up in a pool of water, though he doesn't recognize the liquid. He's in an underground cave but the walls aren't made of the metallic stone he's used too, they are too soft and crumbly. The others are knocked out around him, but quickly come too. Thankfully the cave isn't too deep and they make there way back to a surface...but it's not the surface of Cybertron. The ground is too soft, the sky is blue, and the world is covered in "weird nature". First theory, the fissure transferred them to a new biome on Cybertron's surface, however that is quickly disproven when their map glitches out saying their location is not found. Much everyone's but Bee's frustration. Orion tries to keep the spirits up, saying they'll find help. If this is another planet they could be the first to make contact with aliens, to which Elita responds, "Oh great aliens, you mean like when the quintessions found us?"

His efforts are unappreciated...Especially when they were sudden surrounded by Arachnamechs.

All this is going down late season one of Earthspark, so Mandroid has already joined up with Croft, and once four unknown energon signatures showed up on their surveillance systems, they would be going after our no-cog crew. Especially since they don't read as a Con or a Bot.

Our youngling group have no weapons to defend themselves with, Miners weren't allowed to have any and they didn't have any built in, so they try to run. Dee making sure that the others have shielding from the laser fire, however the GHOST troops mistake him for a decepticon due to his Megatronus decal. So, they end up focusing most of their assault on him, eventually nailing with a T-cog disrupter. However, due to his lack of cog, the only thing the device can do is paralyze him. Which freaks Dee the frag out, like he already can't transform, moving is really the only control of his body that he has. These aliens are tiny, but they already have an effective way of taking them down. He sends one last comm to the others, to run, and find the matrix, the planet needs it more then him...even if he's scared out of his mind.

It takes a lot for Elita and Bee to pull Orion away from the sense but they can't help Dee if they captured too. They need to regroup, get more information.

Let's switch gears. Megatron had been sticking around the Malto home for the past day or two. Robby is supposedly cured from what ever was making him ill, but the big mech wants to stay close by just to be sure. He hadn't been able to be around while his Nephew was ill due to Croft sending him out on a useless assignment, but the moment it was over he demanded the time off he was in fact entitled too (all Ghost employees got two weeks of vacation a year). The only reason that the agents who did his release papers didn't die of fright was that he was more concerned for the children, and he was more pissed off at someone else. Quintus Prime. Fancy title or not, dead or not, Primus above you don't mess with his niblings. And as far as Megatron understood it, it was Quintus' cyber-sleeve that was making his nephew ill. Now he was grateful that the aliment was treated quickly, but it shouldn't have happened in the first place. Robby was a child, and didn't deserve what happened.

Though, maybe his frustrations with the whole situation came from his own personal experiences with Primes. Sentinel's betrayal against his people is something Megatron had never been able to forget, and the cyber-sleeve is sort of the same non-consensual body alternation that Sentinel pulled so long ago with the mining class's T-cogs. Don't get him wrong, Megatron cared about his niblings, all seven of them, but the other's lives shouldn't cost one of their siblings'. It's a good thing the little ones have him distracted with a game of dodge ball, otherwise he'd be researching how to hunt ghosts, despite him not believing in them.

Twitch gets him out and he's forced to sit on the sidelines with Dorothy. The human gripes about her signature scanner acting up again, and Megatron takes interest. Apparently for the last couple hour a few un-identifiable signals, popped up and three of them hadn't gone away. Seeing as the children were still far from done with their game, He decides to give the location a fly by before the next round started up. He doesn't notice Twitch sneaking off to follow him.

Meanwhile, with D-16, he's kept paralyzed during the transport and is eventually taken down to the brig. Which doesn't not make him feel better. Every decepticon inside of there is staring at him, and it makes him feel much smaller then he really is. The bots in the cells had cogs, weapons. They were taken down by what ever these aliens were, no wonder he didn't stand a chance. What were these little things, hopefully they couldn't get off world, if they invaded cybertron...Dee is uncermoniously thrown into a cell, where he curls up in the corner, trying vary hard not to be noticed.

Croft does however. The bitter human woman, when informed of the weird reaction that Dee had to the T-cog disrupter, is paranoid that the cons are finding a way to hack into their defense systems/weaponry. So, she clues Mandroid in on the new...specimen. She wants to know what makes this little con tick.

Soundwave, keeps his eye on the little new comer, for two reasons. One, no one had seen any cogless bots since before the fall of sentinel prime, and two, merely the age of this con. He's young far too young to be in a place like this. No way this little one committed any war crimes yet. And judging by the pity filled glances shared between him and his fellow decepticon's he's not the only one to notice. Heck, this kid wasn't even using a translation program, still speaking Iaconian and looking very confused whenever the humans spoke in English. Perhaps the little one was a recently activated protoform that was saved when they left Cybertron? Soundwave doesn't know and he doesn't get a chance to ask. The little con is paralyzed again and is taken to the room, where bots are broken.

The remaining miners are still wandering around aimlessly. Bee is now rendered silent after Dee was kidnapped. Elita is still trying to get the map to work, while Orion is just trying not to have a break down. He wanted to help his planet, not get his best friend abducted by aliens. They had stumbled onto what looked by a settlement, but even Orion's curiosity about these creatures was overridden by fear of getting captured. Clearly they weren't friendly. So needless to say when the Arachnamechs, track them down again. They run, and Orion tries to draw the attention of the drones away from Bee and Elita, and accidentally jumps off of a cliff. In the middle of his screaming as he watches the ground ever quickly rushing to meet him. and un-known voice calls out "grab on!" A rusty red colored drone flies over head and he latches on with all his might.

Twitch might have gotten lost, when she chased after he uncle, but in her defense his alt-mode was much fasters then hers, besides she wasn't really lost, mom had taught her all about navigating the woods. However, the weird bot that just leaped off of the water fall cliff, clearly didn't have the same training. Twitch immediately turns back and catches him, shooting the Arachnamechs with her emp, and then landing on the far river bank. It's only after she transforms that she realizes this guy is just a little bit taller than her and that's kind of surprising, after all, she's tiny compared to other transformers. Though his size is probably the only reason she could carry him.

She's not the only one surprised by the size similarities, Orion is as well. No bot with a cog was ever this small, or at least he hadn't seen one. Twitch as she introduces herself, is wonderful in his understanding, most cogged bots would've let him fall and Orion knows this, however she saved him and helped calm his panic ranting when he realized that only some of the Arachnamechs followed him when he broke off from the group. Twitch listens and is horrified to learn that Dee was kidnapped and offers to help, saying they need to find her "uncle" (whatever that word meant), and transforming to take off. Orion is baffled by her confusion over the fact that he's cogless. When he gestures to the empty slot in his chestplating, he wasn't expecting the heartbroken look on her faceplate, but thankfully Twitch doesn't dwell on it, and instead leads Orion through the forest on foot.

While running in the direction of where he, Eltia and Bee split off from each other, Orion just can't help but ask a number of questions on his mind. Like Where they were? How did a cybertronian get here? What were those little drone things

"Oh wow, lot's of questions. Okay first off, we're on earth, and I didn't get here I was born here. I guess you like call me a sub-species of cybertronian, created by Quintus prime."

"Quintus Prime? But he's been dead for cycles."

"Yeah I know, he once sent off little emberstones, to planets far out of reach to make new life on them, me and my family are the result of one of those stones."

"Oh, so, you're earthians???"

"*giggle* We call ourselves Terrons, thank very much."

Orion is fascinated to learn that Quintus had tried to make colony worlds before his demise, maybe it had been a last ditch effort to escape the quintessions, or some way to make new recruits for the high guard in secret. Either way it didn't matter, clearly Twitch or her "family" (what did that word mean?) hadn't been in contact with cybertron for a long time, likely meaning what ever Quintus was planning failed to happen. Still, this meant Orion could actually get help with a home team advantage, and Twitch did say she's help get Dee get back. Twitch had already proven she understood the weird planet around them when she pointed out that she was tracking Elita and Bee by following the footprints in the soft ground and broken nature surrounding them, two factors that Orion had completely missed. He'd have to meet this "Mom" to see if she'd teach him how to read an organic world like that.

Meanwhile with Megatron, tracking the signals had been easier then he thought, whoever these saps were they were not good at covering their tracks. When the signals split up he decided to go after the bigger group. One bot was easier to pin down then two. Besides one of them was screaming very loudly, and it was for a good reason as Megatron would soon find out. Two very small figures, one pink one yellow, were dashing away from a sizable snare of Arachnamechs. Later he could let himself ponder as to how Mandroid survived, and why he was still going after transformers, but first he needed to keep these little ones out of the madman's hands. He calls out for the bots to take cover as he swoops in to make quick word of the drones.

Elita wasn't expecting for a giant warframe to come flying out of nowhere, but she wasn't about to disobey someone of higher stature when they were helping them. She didn't recognize the grey mech, though Bee's quiet panic rambling through out the chase gave a couple of theories, a surviving member of the high guard, maybe one of the mechs sentinel trained, or maybe a rogue gladiator who decided to say frag it and go find real monsters to fight for the pit of it. By watching him fight it was clear that he was at least trained in combat. Then Bee mutters something that sends chills down Elita's nerve struts, "He's wearing the same sigil as the guys who took Dee!" Elita, in probably the most stupid thing she could do (she blames pax's influence), punches the unknown mech when he gets close.

Megatron was not upset at the pink bot for hitting him as soon as he turned, some bots just had lasting battle reflexes and would lash out against a stranger...or more likely a perceived enemy...it was actually a really good hit too. They wont come of the large rock they too cover behind, and the yellow one won't stop screaming, but eventually Megatron gets a good look at who he's dealing with and is suddenly struct with flashback galore. The first thing he notices is their cogless status and parts of him burn with rightous anger and need to protect them. Then he notices their faceplates, faceplates from a time before, a Bumblebee who was still slightly crazy from long term isloation, and an Elita who was young and brash before Optimus softened her drive for success with his love and dorkyness. Denial sets in rather then acceptance, no way was this happening now, then Megatron hears the voice of his young niece and with her is someone who makes it very clear THIS IS NOT A DREAM!!!

Orion was initally very concerned when he heard the sound of blasters in the woods, but Twitch recongized the sound, as her "uncle"s gun, so he tried not to panic. They end up catching the tail end of the scrummage, and wow, this Terron, as he was lead to believe, was huge! Big, silver, covered in weapons, and with red optics that burned with the fire of a great warrior. It was both awe inspiring and terrifiing to watch, sure Orion had seen violance in the mines, Darkwing was not a peaceful person, but it was nothing like this. Twitch wasn't shocked, clearly used to this, if Terrons had to deal with whatever those little creatures that took Dee were, maybe Terrons had to fight to stay alive. Twitch only added more to Orion's wondering when a lone Arachnamech leaped out of the trees, after the fight was seemingly over, and shot it point blank, ("Uncle Megatron! Look out!" "Well, done Little Bird").

Megatron never thought he would see Orion Pax again. Yes, he saw Optimus on the daily, has for centuries but Optimus wasn't Pax. When Orion was given the matrix, when he shot Orion, some part of Megatron was convinced his friend was dead, gone with the allspark. That he had killed his brother...his grief and guilt coming out as unchecked rage...when Optimus ascended, Megatron rejected him, this wasn't his brother, this was a monster, the Primes were using his brother's corpse to hold power over all bots like him, puppetting him around with that matrix they held so dearly. When he had swore to kill Optimus all those stellar cycles ago, it wasn't for revenge, it was to put his brother to rest peacefully. It had taken a long time, bad blood, and many mistakes for Megatron to see the Pax in Prime again. Yet, here standing in front of him is a perfect re-creation of Orion Pax. However, Twitch pulls him out of his trance by rambling, about everything that happened to her and orion, and hearing that his niece met the young version of his brother after he fell from a cliff, only convinces him that this is a case of time travel.

Orion tries to ignore the look the bigger terron gave him in favor of talking to Elita and Bee, he starts rambling about how this planet also had transformers and everything else Twitch told him, however his excitement is dampered when Elita pointed out Bee observation about the big terron's sigil. He doesn't' want to believe it, looking at the mech, and how he is so gentle with Twitch getting down to her level and paying close attention to her flurry of words, but at the same time, he was still such a fearsome warrior,. Orion really wants to the trust Twitch, after all she had no reason to lie to him, and she did save him from the fall. So, Despite Bee and Elita 's hesitanece, when the big silver mech turns to them.

The mech introduces himself as Megatron (big fan of Megatrounus, obviously, Dee would like him) and seems to be questioning Orion about everything that he had told Twitch, the younger cybertronian was a bout to ask why, when this jem of a line left Megatron's mouth, "Of course, you are from right before everything went to the slag, Dang it, Pax I just had to forget your horrible timing."

Orion never told this mech his name, nor did twitch, which prompted the young terron to ask if her uncle knew Orion.

"I'd recognize the mech i woke up to every morning for the first cycles of my life."

"Dee...?"

"It's good to see you Pax."

Megatron is almost surprised that he can still read every single emotion, that rapidly washes over Orion. Denial, disbelief, and everything else. Thankfully though it only took Megatron mentioning the incident where Orion tired to transform with out a cog, for the group to believe him. Though he could've done without little bee sobbing and clinging to his leg, saying "What did those monsters do to you!" Which led to an explanation about how he was not their kidnapped friend, but rather who D-16 would become in the future. There's a lot of very fast questions from all the younger bots and eventually Megs has to tell them to go one at a time, And that he'll answer their question as they walk, because he needs to get them all out of the open and back to the Malto farm to keep them safe.

And boy do they ask questions..."How long has it been for you?" "Couple million cycles." "Why are you wearing that sigil." "to stay our of trouble." "You changed your name?" "D-16 doesn't really count as a name on earth." "What's an uncle?" "Earth functions differently socially then on Cybertron, the youth are given to older members of society to be cared for and taught, rather then being put to work right after the well. I am not one of Twitch's main caregivers, her "mom" and "Dad", however i am close to one of them, making me a secondary role model for her, an "uncle"." "How'd you end up on earth?" "A very long story." "How'd you get a cog?" "A very VERY long story."

Twitch is a little baffled through out the ride home like, it's weird enough to meet the younger version of the older bots in her life, but they are all so different then their older selves. Orion is so much more energetic and reckless then Mr. Optimus (Uncle Megatron had to talk him down from storming the Ghost headquarters at least twice in the same conversation), B-127 is constantly chattering and Twitch feels so bad he doesn't have an actual name either (she tells him he changes it, and he asks if it's "badassatron", which makes bother her and Megatron laugh), and young Miss Elita is such a stickler for rules!

Bumblebee is the one who first sees them at the the farm, seeing Megatron first ....

Megs: Bumblebee! Do you recall how we met?! before all the slag his the fan?!

Bumblebee: Do you mean back in sub-levels? Yeah why?

Megs: Do you ever remember taking an unplanned visit to the future after we reached the surface?!

Bumblebee: What?!

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I'll do a part two if people want to see it