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Cybertron – Approximately 6 Earth Months ago

All was silent above an alien world. The metallic planet, completely covered in city-like structures and large expanses of metal plating glistened from the light emitted by a nearby sun. It was about that time a bright beam of energy shot up from a point on the planet, apparently creating an object similar to a black hole. The main differences, however, was that it didn’t seem to be pulling anything in, and it was surrounded by a gaseous cloud of swirling blue energy. The object was called a Space Bridge, an artificially induced wormhole designed to transport cybertronian life.

The Space bridge vortex remained active for a short while, however suddenly something happened. The beam that had been feeding it stopped. The last of the energy sent up to the portal zoomed towards it at an alarming speed, before slamming into it. That caused a massive explosion, and caused the portal to start rippling. The blue energy turned yellow as it started to lose power. Meanwhile, on the planet, the cybertronians watching became alarmed.

“Prime! The space portal Grimlock identified is becoming unstable!” A white colored cybertronian known as Ratchet turned towards his leader, Optimus Prime.

“How much time to we have?” Optimus said, despite his medical officer’s apparent panic, he remained calm.

“Impossible to know, the sooner we launch the Ark, the better.” Optimus frowned at the reply, knowing that they didn’t have the Energon to launch the Ark. They had used it all up in the battle to defend it, and subsequently lost the load incoming from one of the last remaining Energon lakes located in the Sea of Rust.

“Optimus, take whatever spark that remains within me. Use it to light your way across the stars.” A deep, robotic voice interrupted the Prime’s thoughts.

“Metroplex my friend, you don’t have to do this.” Optimus turned his head towards the screen displaying the giant city-sized cybertronian, “There’s no guarantee you have enough Energon to even get us to the Space Bridge.” The risk was too great, and more importantly he wanted to find a way to do it without losing one of his subordinates. Optimus only got a simple response; “This is my choice.” It was a statement that Optimus could not refute.

As Metroplex fastened an Energon hose to his chest that connected to the Ark’s fuel cells the Autobots sounded the boarding call. The final Autobots that were guarding the Ark from Decepticon attack fell back and ran up the boarding ramp. At the hatch, a certain yellow bot turned around and took one last look at his broken home. The city surrounding the Ark was covered in dust, Building once clean and majestic, were now broken and falling apart. Truly, it was a dead world. With one last sad look, Bumblebee turned away from his home for the last time, and entered the bowels of the Ark.

With the last of the Autobot forces onboard, the Arks engines lit up. The powerful rockets pushed it up slowly at first, causing smoke and dust to shoot up around the massive ship. As Optimus looked down from the Bridge of the Ark back at their home, he saw Metroplex fall to his knees. “You sacrifice will not be forgotten.” Those were the only words he could think to say at the loss of his friend. He hoped that Metroplex would be the last casualty of the War for Cybertron.

As the Ark finally boosted into space, Metroplex managed to turn his head towards the stars. With his lights fading and Energon levels completely depleted, he spent his remaining life force on his final words. “Till all are one” His lights then flickered out, and his head dropped down. The Autobots exodus had begun, and he felt content to know that he had succeeded in his objective.

New Planet – Current time (A few hours before Copenhagen summit)

He was wrong. Although Optimus had hoped Metroplex would be the last casualty of the Great War, he was wrong. Their mortal foes, the Decepticons had pursued the Ark using a vessel recycled from the remains of the massive Decepticon, Trypticon. Apparently, Megatron had named it 'The Nemesis'. The two ships entered a frenzied fight, ensuing in massive casualties on both sides. By the time the ships had reached the portal, The Ark was barely flyable. They both careened into the portal and vanished from Cybertronian space. It was after they had entered the portal that the Autobots found themselves unconscious. They had no clue why though, and they also found that there were no Decepticons. Although it was unnerving at first, they had decided to not question good fortune. Although, they were worried about the world they were on, seeing as how there could be Decepticons ransacking it for all they knew.

Of course, that had been six months ago. Since then, the Autobots had seen no evidence of Decepticon activity. They were also not alone. There were numerous alien factions, each one seeming to not originate from their current world. Although it had been hectic at first, things quickly sorted into place. Factions were created, and a cold war was started. Now refugees, the Autobots wanted no part of it. They retreated into the Ark, their new base, and chased off all who sought to interact with them. Although it wasn't in their character to be rude like that, their current situation demanded it. Their Energon supply was incredibly low. Only about a year or so left, and it was demanding their full attention. They couldn't afford to be brought into a war of any kind, or they would all perish in few months, if not even shorter. They decided to join the Copenhagen Coalition, at least until their energy crisis was solved.

Despite the low fuel levels, they spent much of their time examining the remains of the human settlements around them. Optimus' lieutenant Jazz was spearheading this endeavor, requesting all information on the previous culture be cataloged in their databanks to preserve the history of the world. They were also working on repairing the Ark, and fitting it to work better as a base instead of a ship. This was due to the little fact that it was currently lodged two thirds of the way inside a mountain, with the aft engines poking out of the hill at a slight upward angle. They had only recently excavated the external cannons that had been buried, and were situating them at the entrance of their new base. They had also drilled tunnels through the mountain, clearing up the Launch tubes that the Aerialbots used to get flying. Much of their Energon use was currently designated for keeping their computer system and basic functions activated, such as opening doors and keeping adequate lighting. However, despite that there were frequent blackouts.

Optimus had just finished reading a report from Cliffjumper, a red colored Scout very similar in body design to Bumblebee. The red 'bot was working double time, driving around the abandoned roads and finding out about where they were. Much of the area that the Autobots protected was desert like, and the other parts were mountainous and snowy. He heard a clanking sound as he looked up to see Jazz giving a relaxed salute. Getting up, Optimus signaled for his leutennant to speak.

"Just received word from the Copenhagen group, they wanna have some Meet'n'greet. Discuss world peace and stuff." Jazz explained, handing a copy of the summons to Optimus. "I'd like to go if you don't mind me asking."

"I don't mind" Optimus replied, putting the down the copy. "Get a team ready and we'll go immediately." Optimus then activated his communicator and contacted Ratchet, informing the medic of the situation. It was then quickly passed along to all Autobots using a similar method. Within a couple minutes, it had been decided that Ironhide would be in charge, and a small team would be sent to the meeting. Optimus, Jazz, Sideswipe and a couple other soldiers including a duo of Titans would be sent. They would fly to the meeting using one of the still functional dropships stored aboard the Ark.

After getting everything in order, Optimus and his team set out for the summit. Due to the speedy nature of most Autobots ships, it only took about an hour to arrive. As they came to a landing on the outskirts of the city, the Autobots made sure they were prepared. The Titans would be armed, in case of anything going haywire, and would also stay by the ship. They would be joined by Sideswipe, who was the pilot. Going to the meeting, unarmed of course, Optimus knew that neither he nor his subordinates could fit inside the designated building. They would most likely have some sort of video feed to allow them to join in from outside. As they arrived, they ignored the odd looks they got. Being much larger than the other delegates, they were prepared for staring. They were currently situated in a couple groups around the outside of the building. A couple soldiers were having a talk about the 'good old days' before the war. Jazz seemed to be looking around and talking with the other delegates, no doubt trying to squeeze as much information about cultural practices from them. Optimus was by himself, silently watching everything going on around him.

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