Other Worlds [Part 13 ]
Apr. 19th, 2009 01:34 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Edit: My mistake, bunny wasn't done with me.
Title: Other Worlds [Part 13]
'Verse: G1 Transformers with a little TF:A
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: TF cussing.
Jazz looked up during the briefing, feeling optics on him. His visor met another, an urgent expression along with it. The Porsche looked at the black and white Datsun up the front of the room, the mech’s attention on the science team as Wheeljack went over the sequence of events that were to occur.
As the Lancia finished, the Ark’s security director stood to take his place, and Jazz glanced back at his counterpart with a tiny nod and smile. The Elite Guard grinned back, relaxing his previously worried posture and going back to focusing on the briefing.
The plan for getting back home was technically simple, and ironically, was pretty similar to what Wheeljack had suggested in jest near the beginning of the other world’s bots’ time with the Ark mechs. They were to fly back to the point where they’d first appeared, and use the transwarp device the science mechs had managed to put together using modified blueprints that the other Perceptor had from what he referred to only as ‘Project Omega’.
The device would open a warp gate, and at the same time, Cosmos was to eject a payload of explosives, calibrated to produce the same amount of energy that had diverted the initial warp in the first place and brought the Elite Guard ship to their universe.
This was the uncertain part. While the transwarp technology could be controlled and directed, trying to do so with the sheer amount of energy involved in the explosion was futile. So all anyone could really do was hope that things would go as calculated, and that these bots would end up in the correct dimension once the smoke cleared.
= = =
With the departure taking place the next day, Autobots all over the Ark were saying their farewells. Most of them were gathered in the rec. room, having one last party before the other world bots took off into the unknown.
In one corner, the minibots were huddled about the Elite Guard Brawn. In another, Ironhide was talking to the younger ‘Hide, clapping the mech on the shoulder and gripping it firmly. Hot Shot was with Rodimus, both accompanied by Hot Rod, Arcee and Springer, and both sets of twins seemed to be having a vid game competition, one that was getting louder and noisier by the minute.
Both the femme Red Alert and her apprentice were in the med bay, with Ratchet, the Protectobots and Swoop. ‘Jack and Perceptor were with their counterparts and Skyfire in Wheeljack’s lab, and Ultra Magnus was standing outside the Ark, staring at his now repaired ship, accompanied by Optimus Prime.
But there were two more Elite mechs elsewhere in the Autobot base.
= = =
“I’m glad you two worked things out.”
“So’m I.”
Both visored black and whites lapsed into silence, leaning back on their perch at the top of the Ark, staring up at the night sky.
“Hey, Jazz.”
“Mm?” The Elite Guard glanced over to his Ops counterpart, and the mech smiled at him.
“Thanks.”
“Heh. No problem. No matter what happens tomorrow, I’m glad to go knowing that at least one Jazz has his Prowl.”
“You’ll get your mech.” The Porsche took the other mech’s hand, gripping it tightly. The cyberninja gripped back. “You’ve got more guts than me. You’ll get home and get him, easy as drinking high grade.”
“I hope so, Jazz. I hope so.”
= = =
“Thank you, for everything, sir.”
“You’re welcome. Thank you for helping Jazz and I.”
“I had a lot to make up for. I am sorry about that, you know.”
“I do.”
Sentinel looked at Prowl, faceplates troubled. “Tomorrow…”
“Will come, and with it whatever it brings.” The SIC replied steadily.
“I’m not prepared!” Wide optics met the tactician’s understanding ones. “There’s no way to test the process, no way to find out if it works except to throw ourselves headlong into an exploding dimensional rift. We could die tomorrow!”
“Sentinel, no bot could be fully prepared for what you and your comrades are about to go through.”
“How can you be so calm about it!?”
“Because my panicking would not help anyone. Yes, you could die, but the odds are relatively good that you won’t, even if they are untested. I can do nothing more to improve the probability of the warp being successful, so it’s better to focus on the likelihood of you living through the event, and do what I can to prepare you for that outcome.”
Prowl rested a hand on the blue mech’s shoulder plating. “Dead bots have no use for plans or leaders, living ones do. They will need you, and I have faith that you will live up to your name, Sentinel Prime.”
“Yes sir. I won’t disappoint you, sir.” Sentinel met the tactician’s gaze, straightening his posture and squaring his shoulders, spark feeling like it could overflow with pride (careful, he chided himself). Prowl smiled.
“Good mech.”
= = =
Jazz looked out from the observation deck of his ship, at the Ark Autobots gathered outside to see them off. Down on the ground, two black and white mechs gazed back, and he smiled when he saw that their hands were lightly entwined. They received clearance to take off, and with one final salute to their friends, the Elite Guard ship lifted from the ground, humming smoothly as they flew a pass over the Ark.
Then, escorted by Aerialbots, they turned skyward for interstellar space. The Autobot fliers darted before the deck, and Sentinel smirked, bringing his hand to hover above the weapons panel, referencing how they’d first seen each other. Slingshot smirked back, shaking a mock threatening fist in the blue mech’s direction, before all the Aerials peeled off, not being built to leave Earth’s atmosphere.
Then they were in the dark expanse of space, and Cosmos was there, zipping ahead of them. Ultra Magnus gave the signal, and Perceptor and ‘Jack activated the transwarp device, opening a rift in front of the ship. A small object was jettisoned from Cosmos’s cargo hold, and the cyberninja started mentally counting down the timer set on the explosive.
Five.
The portal widened.
Four.
It stabilised.
Three.
The ship began to put on speed.
Two.
The nose of their craft was metres from opening in the transdimensional fabric.
One.
The noise echoed through his audios as the bomb went off. The portal began to flicker and twist, shimmering with an extraordinary brightness. Jazz offlined his visor, gritted his denta, and prayed.
= = =
Hovering as close as he could without getting killed by the blast radius, Cosmos swept the area with his scanners.
Nothing.
He waited a while, flew through the area the Elite Guard ship had been in, then headed for the Earth, and the Ark, leaving only empty space behind him.
(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-18 06:20 pm (UTC)This demands a TFA follow-up, though...
Seconded!
Date: 2009-04-18 06:51 pm (UTC)Re: Seconded!
Date: 2009-04-19 10:36 am (UTC)Please Tell Me That Wasn't Just The End?!!
Date: 2009-04-18 06:22 pm (UTC)Sorry for not commenting on the previous parts of this fic, or any of your new fics as well. RL was being a pain in the @$$ again, but now it looks like I'll get more free time soon.
I liked how G1 Prowl set Sentinel straight, and how G1 Optimus explained the actions of his counterpart to him. And much kudos for Ninja Jazz getting his G1 counterpart and Prowl together at last.
Edit: Damn, I was hoping to be the first one to post here...
Anyways, I forgot to mention that I hope they figure out a way to at least communicate with other dimensions. I want to see Ninja Jazz call his G1 counterpart and show-off his shiny new, samurai-armor wearing Prowl to him!
Re: Please Tell Me That Wasn't Just The End?!!
Date: 2009-04-19 10:47 am (UTC)(... and to quote a lolcat, happy not-first?)
I'll see if they can't figure something out.
(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-18 06:24 pm (UTC)And happy G1 Jazz and Prowl. I'm sure it's interesting getting a kick in the pants by a version of yourself, and a version of yourself that isn't even there. But they appreciate it, I know. :3
Beautiful little conclusion. ...and... enough gushing.
(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-19 10:49 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-18 07:23 pm (UTC)Great fic though! Soo happy G1 Jazz and Prowl are together and happy! ^_^
(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-19 10:49 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-18 08:02 pm (UTC)Question: Did you notice that the "history track" from the first episode of Animated is actually G1's Season 1 opening sequence? Make of that what you will.
(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-19 10:55 am (UTC)Answer: Actually, I've never actually watched an episode of any Transformers cartoon (not counting the partial snippet I saw of TF:A one morning while overseas), except for the Beast Wars series. I did hear of that though. Interesting ^_^
(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-18 08:24 pm (UTC)Though I must agree with everyone else that you should do a follow up fic to this one. Otherwise it'll be safe to assume that Ani Jazz and Ani Prowl got together. =D
(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-19 10:56 am (UTC)No worries there, I think. I'm incapable of resisting the happy ending bunny most times.
(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-18 09:18 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-19 10:58 am (UTC)I'll go poke the bunny about an epilogue.
(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-18 11:37 pm (UTC)And add me to the "a followup would be nice" camp.
(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-19 10:58 am (UTC)*adds*
(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-19 10:59 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-19 02:59 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-19 10:59 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-19 03:20 am (UTC)Okay, we needs an epilouge.
(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-19 10:59 am (UTC)*pokes bunny*
(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-19 04:16 am (UTC)not that i wouldn't enjoy an animatedverse epilogue with Jazz getting his Prowl and their happy ending.i love the uncertainty of it, since the Ark bots would never know what happened.(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-19 11:04 am (UTC)Yes, yes, epilogue is being seriously considered. Feel free to poke the bunny.(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-19 05:25 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-19 11:05 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-19 06:44 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-19 08:06 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-19 11:06 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-20 04:22 pm (UTC)Wonderful. I really like the ending, and even if there is no follow-up, it's realistic - the G1 Autobots will have no idea if their TF:A counterparts ever made it home.
*crossing fingers that EliteGuard!Jazz gets his Prowl*
(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-20 05:56 pm (UTC)