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[voix-reyna]

Everything is already predetermined

Preface: I apologize in advance for my English, but I was inspired by the TF mecha universe theme by @keferon. However, I want to add through this something that I haven't seen in all the published posts: namely the confrontation between the Quintessons and humans with the Cybertronians. And yes, I admit, due to the very large amount of creativity in this area, I can't really figure out each character. There will be deviations from canonical characters! And I also don't think I can update the story often. Don't complain that I didn't live up to someone's expectations, but each of us is our own creator. And I personally see it exactly like that, and not otherwise.

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CHAPTER ONE

The time was dangerous. The Quintesson attack had irreversible consequences. And so on the destroyed Cybertron there was no possibility to function after the civil war, and they also contributed to the extermination of their race! Even Megatron... He does not know what happened then, when he ordered to evacuate with the cassettes and look for places where there is experimental energon on par with Prime, but attempts to contact were unsuccessful. It seemed that if they knew about this, the war was not fierce. They could simply end the uprising with the murder of the rulers and take their place with the restoration to repel the hostile race... But too much energon was spilled, too much tortured the entire Cybertron, which takes the form of ruins. There are not even places left that are beautiful for optics. The supplies from the energon satellites were running out, and then the Quintessons caught up with them. The Decepticons had to unite with the Autobots, if not to simply destroy the enemy, then at least to stay alive. They had to team up to create an experimental sample of synth-energon and implant deposits into planets for distribution. Shockwave and the others disappeared for many orns because of this... If there was-... If...

— ...-os... Boss! — Rumble, who projected a dozen Quintesson reconnaissance ships with visible characteristics onto the control terminal, brought him out of his thoughts about the past, "The Quintessons are after us!"This did not bode well. Even now, their probability of survival was low, if not zero. For now, there was a slight advantage in the activated field for hiding their own, but a moment later, an error about this device appeared on the terminal and a fragment of a rear view, as one of the ships attacked the air and hit them... The EM field was filled with panic, which emanated from the twins. And even in the spark, Soundwave was not sure that they would be able to survive after this. Something had to be done...

— Frenzy: redirect energy to shields and engines. Rumble: attempt an attack. Soundwave: will try to maneuver to the planet's orbit. — it seemed that it could be simpler?... Nothing! Considering that he received knowledge about piloting only from the Seekers passing by, who did not hesitate to scroll through their controls in the processor in the air in this or that situation. However, this was only a theory that could not be consolidated in practice. And Soundwave will try in these moments, in their, perhaps, last functioning, to give his cassettes a chance to survive... And himself, too.The Quintessons began firing their guns at the ship, intending to hit the force field generators. They hit the shield, then there was a response of fire, only scratching the hull. And the force field was not able to hold out for several brim of continuous fire. Soundwave's ship began to maneuver, accelerating and starting to move to the sides, diagonally, flying down and up. And the blue planet with islands of land was getting closer and closer. At some point, the shields died and the maneuverability of the mech worsened the situation. The rest of the energy was wasted and the emergency lighting was activated. Suddenly, the deck with cassettes opened, letting the smaller sparks know that they had to return there for their safety... "You're crazy! You'll deactivate!" — Rumble and Frenzy began to think in unison, sincerely worried about the mech, not wanting to part... And even more so, the rest there can easily be destroyed if their deck is damaged...

— Another way out: unknown. — Soundwave answered their question, not giving them a chance to dispute the decision. They had to accept this and transform into a cassette mod, which docked with millimeter accuracy. The deck closed. Soundwave redirected all remaining energy to the engines, which could blow up the entire ship if damaged, and continued to maneuver from the shots at three Machs, which ultimately did not end as planned. Stabilizers, left wing, weapons, sensors were damaged... The ship's skin was in a sieve. The gravity of the third planet from the star picked up this unfortunate ship and further damage began from the inside. Everything began to collapse and at some point the ceiling fell on Soundwave, transferring everyone, including the cassettes, into stasis mode. The ship after a while reached the surface of the earth, somewhere in the jungle... All wildlife was alarmed, bypassing the formed crater with the ship, red-hot on the outside and deepened a little into the cave.

2037...

Time is not safe... Millions of people suffer from the moment the invasion began. Small settlements were destroyed. Some people were taken by giant aliens, because of which it was necessary to invent a defense against them. And, except for the idea of ​​the MECHA company to create mechanical suits mecha-pilot by a chip from a genius who introduced himself to people as Doctor Harrest, there were no alternatives. And since 1984, the project was given the green light. And by this year, many soldiers were retrained as pilots who could fight back. The most interesting solution was to use bright colors for huge controlled robots to distinguish themselves from certain groups and the like. But ordinary soldiers were also given a chance to work in the rear and do the same as before.However, there was a group of desperate people who were simply unlucky enough to meet aliens. These were just soldiers who found it very difficult to wait for support and left on one of the improved APC's. And now a pair of Quintessons are following him along the Amazon, miraculously managing to dodge their shots.

— Faster, faster! They're going to catch up with us now!.. — the young guy began, who was the most afraid of all, since this was the first meeting with these...

— This car is not a racing car! — the one who was driving the car shouted back. Bishop was very unhappy with this situation, but he did not want to be destroyed right away, so he tried to keep his cool as much as possible. And now a shot was fired in front of them, which set the transport on fire.

— Damn it... Let's get out faster! Mainframe, do you need a special invitation!? — Bishop began to get out, but saw how the young soldier could not cope with his fear, so he returned him to reality with a slap. After that, he began to get out after him. And if not for this, then a minute later he would have been able to get out, but as a corpse. Now together they ran away from the transport and disappeared under the trees. One alien blew up the abandoned transport with a missile, leaving only a dense metal part.

—We would... — Mainframe began to speak, but was interrupted by a hand covering his mouth. It was not a good idea to let down his guard. These aliens were dragging their tentacles for a reason. They were just there to catch their prey and crush them. And so, silently drawing attention to himself, Bishop gestured that they should go towards the trees. Mainframe had to nod and start walking quietly, trying not to make any sounds along with the experienced soldier.

The cries of animals accompanied the two jungle fighters, trying to drive the strangers away from their territory. However, this was not addressed to them, but to the aliens. They, in turn, destroyed the living creatures there. From monkeys, wild boars and the like, to tigers. However, the fauna was pleasant. There was greenery all around, the sun illuminated some leaves that still had dew. The birds flew in the direction of the absence of aliens, telling the peaceful guests where it was safe. In turn, Bishop, grabbing Mainframe by the hand, followed the birds, stepping over poisonous plants. The young soldier did not like this attitude, but he could not argue at the moment because of the wild fear for his life.

— How strange, — Bishop asks, amazed at this situation. There is a small crater, which has already turned into a lowland. And the birds still flew inside the strange structure. Perhaps there were people here who did this. And this is only a front view for them. However, Mainframe ran forward, examining this structure from the side and ... My God ...

— Sir, this ... This ... This ... — began to repeat the same thing, not knowing how to express it in words. A storm of emotions.

— And what did you want to say, Blaine Parker? — asked a logical question, without waiting for the end of his sentence. Moreover, he will then scold for violating-... Oh, this... Under the mask, Bishop was surprised, taken aback, but quickly threw the shock aside, making it clear that in front of them was not just a structure... No... This is your motherfucking alien ship, which the Quintessons do not have. And that one was half underground and a big sieve.

—This could be one of their prototypes, — the experienced fighter asked silently, now beginning to doubt what was said, — though I don’t think our weapons could make a sieve out of it. And there was no word about it. Mainframe, launch a beacon. A rescue team of mechs will come for us through it, but for now we can wait inside.

— Yes, sir. — Having saluted, the young man began to pull out a small box from his armor, on which there was a button. And, having pressed it, he threw it near this ship before entering through the hole. Bishop followed. And now there was an interesting picture. They were standing on some terminal that was overgrown with moss, inside there were animals, which were mostly crowded at the main entrance, as you can see. And on the other side... A pile of metal that was piled on top of each other from the ceiling and...

— Mecha?.. But shouldn't they be in a special base? — Mainframe asked, mistaking the blue servo sticking out from under the rubble for their models with one exception. This form was smooth, without extraneous bulges in the form of rounding of parts. And even less than usual. And the ship itself had some kind of pinkish liquid flowing from top to bottom. By the way, if you looked at it with your body, the Geiger counter beeped. Minimum indicators, but very unusual. This liquid was some kind of nuclear source that could be used as fuel, but... He has no idea how they will do it. And even more so, it has repeatedly differed from Quintesson technologies. And for the better. However, we should not forget about the danger of possible and... Familiar sounds are heard nearby. Not very good ones...

— Ты забыл переключить частоту? — это был риторический вопрос, но испуганный взгляд Паркера все выдал. Бля... Now they can only hope for a miracle...

[voix-reyna]

X-Tale OC

Perhaps this is the initial design of my character, but I do not deny that there will be some changes in style and appearance in the future. And so please be kind - X!Reyna(Voix)