Transformers: War for Friendship

Transformers: War for Friendship

Prologue: A Strange New World

A yellow muscle car with black racing stripes sped through a forest, unaware of just how out-of-place its form was on this world. Deep down, the vehicle hoped and prayed that his friends had made it through safely as well.

The yellow vehicle approached a wooden, painted sign, simply saying, Welcome to Ponyville. He noted the strange, primitive buildings up ahead. His systems were damaged. He wouldn’t be able to disguise himself the usual way. He would simply have to avoid being seen.

Driving in back alleys and behind buildings, the car managed to avoid being seen by the locals. However, the same was not true vice-versa, and he noticed their hooved, quadruped design. Strange, the sentient machine thought, I thought horses were indigenous to Earth. The color was strange, though, in that it varied from horse to horse, and none of those colors resembled the horses of Earth. They were also smaller, had larger heads, smaller snouts, and strange images on their rears. This sure is one oddball planet.

The vehicle noticed a strange building up ahead that looked like it was carved out of a tree. He noticed that he was leaking a trail of blue liquid. He would have to find shelter to repair himself. Perhaps he could hide in the branches of that tree…

The car reverted to its true, humanoid, robotic form, and ducked behind the strange structure, clutching his leaking, wounded chest. He climbed up the tree’s branches, hoping to avoid being seen. However, once the 15-foot tall robot reached the roof, he ended up smashing through it.

He was awoken once again by a loud, and feminine-sounding scream. His optics flickered back on, and he noticed one of the horse-like creatures standing before him. Her fur was lavender, and her mane and tail were a deep purple with a pink stripe running through them. The mark on her hindquarters was a pink star surrounded by sparkles. She sported a horn, which protruded from her forehead. He quickly pushed himself into a sitting position, scooting back against the wall. She stared up at him, and he stared down at her.

“Bip-bip-beep-beep-do-weep?” buzzed the yellow and grey mechanoid unsurely. He was now seriously wishing he still had a voice to explain what was going on…