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Date: 17 Sep 95 13:01:46 -0500
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                                 War World Part 1
                                 By Brian Trester
   
                     Introduction
Cybertron, the year 200 million B.C. It is a time of peace and tyranny. With the
main force of the Autobots gone, only a small band of rebels remain to hold out
in hopes that one day Prime will return. Cybertron is now ruled by Shockwave. 
All runs precise and machine-like: A planet of no soul like her master. Those
who cannot adapt to the new order either die or flee.
   In the bowels of the planet lie its only hope for freedom. These are their
stories:  Autobots who were left behind to defend a planet and fight for a lost
cause. Cyberlock: their leader, left behind for crimes committed during the war.
He can only wonder, was this Primes way for him to redeem himself or his death
sentence? Ripper:  more Decepticon than Autobot. His only friend is Cyberlock. 
He follows him only because it is fun and profitable to do so. Finally Cypher: 
an Autobot lost in a world gone mad! Though outnumbered and forgotten, they 
fight on for a world no longer their own.

                           Act 1:First Strike
    Cybertron. Location: Shockwave's main base: "log number 12567.90. It has 
been 300 Cybertronian years since Megatron left in search of new fuel sources 
for Cybertron. Prime and his band of Autobots left in pursuit of him. I must 
assume that all involved are dead. I have logically assumed control and 
leadership of what is left of the Decepticon army. Cybertron is at long last at 
peace. I will uphold this peace by any means necessary. Any violation of my laws 
will be dealt with in the most efficient manner possible: termination of the 
unit in question."
    As Shockwave finishes his log, his silent thoughts are broken by a lone
warrior bursting in on his inner sanctum. "Lord Shockwave, I have to report a
theft in sector 6. A supply of energon cubes has been stolen and two guards
have been killed! We think it was the outlaw Autobots."
    A fire burns in Shockwave's eye. "What fool was in charge of that sector?"
Slowly, a reply comes from the trembling messenger, "It was Firefight my Lord." 
"Then he will be terminated! Failure will not be tolerated!" "Sir we have 
another problem. The group was identified as Cyberlock's group." He is alive 
after all, thought Shockwave. "State your reason for this foolish belief. I 
terminated him years ago." "With all respect sir, we know it was him. What 
Autobot besides Cyberlock would steal body parts to repair damages?" "You are 
correct. Send for Firefight. I may still have use for him."
    An underground Hanger in sector 6: "Cyberlock, we kicked some butt today!! 
This new arm is even better than my old one." From the shadows appears a 
gleaming robot. He is a mix of Autobot and con parts. This pleases him. "As I 
always say, when I beat you, I become you." "That's twisted, Ripper, real 
twisted." "What the hell do you know, Cypher? If it wasn't for me you would 
still be kissing old one eye's butt!!" "Drop dead, Ripper! Someday Prime will 
return and lead us to glory, and I for one will be glad!! You and Cyber have 
lost all that made you Autobots. All you want to do is Kill and then Kill 
some more! All Cyber wants to do is experiment on Con prisoners and steal their 
body parts after the battle is over. You both are sick."
    A voice booms from the shadows. "You know what I tell the cons, Cypher, 'I 
am Cyberlock: where I tread, can death be far behind?' I do what I have to do,
Cypher. We need parts and the cons are not exactly in a giving mood." "Where the
hell have you been, Cypher!" Boomed Ripper. "Ripper, my old friend I was trying to
get help. But as usual I crapped out. I met up with Omega Supreme, but he was
not in a good mood, as usual. He was going to leave Cybertron to search for
Prime and the missing Autobots." "What about the remaining Autobots?" Questioned
Cypher. "Will they not fight?"