Darkzeek: A Transformers Prime Story
By: Peter “Pierrimus” Phelps
The Autobots emerged from the space
bridge victoriously with their captured Dark Zeek and were
greeted by their human allies. “Did you get to stomp those ‘cons
good?” Miko asked.
“Well, we snowballed ‘em for sure,” Bulkhead
“I have a lot of work to do,” Ratchet
commented before he held up thecircuit trap to show Raf. “We
caught one and now it is time to find out what it is made of.”
“Dark Energon most likely,” Agent Fowler
“I was thinking about that,” Raf commented.
“Remember how the Nemesis came to life after Megatron infused it
with Dark Energon? What if the same thing happens to the
Kremzeeks? How is Starscream controlling them?”
“Most likely Starscream is keeping them on a
tight leash through a supply of Dark Energon to fuel them,”
Optimus Prime commented.
“Um, like what happens if those flashy
thinga-ma-bobs get into the core of Unicronto feed on his Dark
Energon?” Miko asked.
All the Autobots had a worried expression on
their faces. “Unlimited replication, right doc?” Arcee replied.
Ratchet nodded and they all knew that would spell doom for the
“We won’t let that happen,” Optimus Prime
tried to reassure them. “Let’s get to work” he commented before
he followed Ratchet into the medical lab. Raf quickly followed
them to see if he could help.
“Don’t worry kids, when have our ‘bot friends
let us down?” Agent Fowler tried to sound reassuring.
“I’m going to get some Energon and refuel.
Don’t want to be low if there is some action again soon,”
Bulkhead commented. Arcee agreed and quickly tagged along.
“Hey, Bee can you give me a lift back to
work? I need to keep up appearances,” Jack asked. Bumblebee gave
a thumbs-up and transformed into his car mode. Jack began to
climb down the stairs.
“Oh, no you don’t! You’re not leaving me here
alone with the geezer. I’m heading into town with you,” Miko
commented before she quickly followed.
“Geezer? Sigh. Tell your mom hello for me and
not to worry,” Agent Fowler said to Jack before Bumblebee sped
Inside Knock Out’s medical bay there was an
angry and resistant patient squirming to be free from the table.
“My liege you must restrain yourself or your repairs will take
even longer,” Knock Out insisted. He pulled a burnt out
circuit board from under Megatron’s side armor plate. The
Decepticon supreme commander growls at him. “I am going as fast
as possible Lord Megatron,” Knock Out commented.
“Just get me off this table quickly doctor!
Starscream will no doubt try to solidify his newpower and we
must get ahead of him. Soudwave dispatch our forces to every
known source of Dark Energon. We must stop him from feeding
these Dark Zeeks and making more of them. They must not reach
Unicron!” Megatron barked.
Soundwave nodded silently and gave a salute before he left the
repair bay. Dreadwing approached the table, “Request permission
to lead the force assigned to whenever my brother appears Lord
Megatron.” He still held out hope that his brother’s spark might
possibly be rejoined to his body somehow. He stood there waiting
as Megatron suppressed a grunt while Knock Out inserted a
replacement circuit board.
“Negative, I can’t afford to lose you too at
this point,” Megatron replied. “For now I want you to
concentrate on helping Soundwave find Starscream. Once we take
control of the Dark Kremzeeks away we can then free your
brother’s body and you may send him to rest properly.
Dismissed,” Megatron waved for Dreadwing to leave.
Once Dreadwing was out of range Knock Out commented, “We’re
going to slag every Dark Kremzeek infected Transformer we find,
Autobot or Decepticon I presume. We still need to figure out how
to create an immunity to protect our troops. Of course, I will
begin to work on that once I am through with your repairs, my
“Don’t bother. The Autobots captured one of
the Dark Kremzeeks and are most likely experimenting on it right
now to solve that little problem. I think with a little guile
and perhaps desperation they will come to share what they’ve
learned with us,” Megatron commented with a wicked smile. “Now
Ratchet emerged from his lab with Raf close
behind. “I don’t understand how it happened, but we did not
capture a Dark Kremzeek. What we have here is a slightly altered
standard Kremzeek which we’ve dealt with before. Maybe when it
came into contact with enough regular Energon it was forced back
to its original state,” Ratchet explained.
“That’s the first good news we’ve heard,”
“It is the alterations that still concern
us,” Raff commented while he hooked his laptop up to the main
view screen. It displayed the program coding they copied
from the captured Kremzeek. “Starscream
wanted his next generation of Kremzeeks to be much more capable
of independent thought without his guidance. This way they could
possibly survive without him and continue his vengeance against
Megatron at all costs. They have detailed maps to where Dark
Energon was located on Earth embedded in their code like a
fail-safe should Starscream become disabled. Each location is a
direct conduit into Unicron,” Raf explained in a morose tone.
“According to my sources, Prime, Megatron’s
moving his forces to cover many of those same coordinates,”
Agent Fowler commented. “He must have figured Starscream will
try to go after them too. But he still doesn’t know how to
defeat those critters. Do we?”
Ratchet nodded. “I think I can create a
coating that will insulate our systems from infection
temporarily. We’ll need a large source of Energon to use to
reverse the Dark Energon infusions. I can modify our weapons to
act as injectors. But, to dissipate the Kremzeeks afterwards
we’ll need Decepticon help. Soundwave captured the Resonance
Blaster which has the ability to break the Kremzeek energy
patterns,” Ratchet explained.
“Raf, do you think we might be able to
reprogram the regular Kremzeeks? I would rather we could save
these creatures instead. The Autobot elders did not want their
potential to go extinct and I am reluctant to extinguish their
sparks without attempting to try other possibilities first,”
Optimus Prime requested.
“I can try,” Raf commented in a tone that
held great doubt. “I’ll use our captive as a test subject,” he
added. Ratchet was about to say something against the plan, but
Optimus held up a hand and shook his head that the decision was
“Ratchet can we produce enough insulation
compound to protect a few key Decepticon troops? We are going to
need Megatron’s cooperation and he’ll only do it if we give him
something in return. It will help us if we can aid him in
protecting the Dark Energon sites,” Optimus Prime explained.
“Yes, we can produce enough and with
Starscream’s circuit trap I’ve been able to get ours working
well enough to capture Dark Kremzeeks. If we had more time I
could figure out the right frequencies to create sonic grenades
capable of disrupting the Kremzeek control over the infected,”
“Soundwave’s better suited to that task old
friend,” Optimus commented. “Get to work, we’ll need to move
quickly or we’ll have many more possessed Decepticons on our
“I hate to point this out, but that well
Starscream attacked was not a known Dark Energon source. What if
Starscream hits other unknown sources before he tries to strike
one Megatron is guarding?” Agent Fowler pondered.
“It will give Starscream more Dark Kremzeeks
to attack us with, but also more time for us to insulate more of
the Decepticons. It will be Starscream’s ego that makes it
unlikely for him to wait. He has lost the surprise factor and
will be driven by revenge. He’ll strike as soon as he feels
ready,” Arcee replied.
“We can probably narrow the sites by the ones
Starscream has programmed into the Kremzeeks. They’re the
largest ones with the most potential hosts for the new Dark
Kremzeeks,” Raf explained.
“I hate to point this out, but what if
Starscream splits up his new army and sends them to multiple
sites at once? Wouldn’t he be able to infect more Decepticons
that way much sooner?” Agent Fowler asked.
Optimus Prime nodded, “That is why speed is
of the essence. Optimus Prime to Bumblebee, return to base
immediately. We’re going to need you to roll out as soon as
possible. Ratchet contact Wheeljack and tell him the situation.
We’ll need him to cover one of the sites. Then get Megatron on
the main view screen. We have much to discuss.”
Megatron smiled widely after the
communication channel cut off and Optimus Prime’s image faded.
“What did I tell you Knock Out? The Autobots are so predictable.
We now have the formula for an insulator, know that Energon
reverses the Dark Energon advantage, and that Soundwave’s
Resonance Blaster is key to their destruction. We’ll allow the
Autobots to have members at each location to play guinea bot,
but once they’ve proved their usefulness I think we can divide
and conquer,” Megatron laughed.
Soundwave quickly interrupted by changing the
main view screen to an image of South Africa highlighted in red.
“And so it begins,” Megatron commented. “Send the coordinates to
the Autobots and get the ship closer to the battle. We still
need to protect ourselves first,” Megatron ordered. Soundwave
nodded before two more sites appeared in red. “So Prime’s
scenario that Starscream might spread his force was on target.
Continue to the first site. Dreadwing send our Energon resources
to all the target sites now. Disperse sonic grenades and weapons
too. We have to work quickly,” Megatron ordered.
Bumblebee and Arcee emerged from the blue
portal of the groundbridge to walk atop hot yellow sand. Arcee
pointed her weapons about checking for any potential attackers.
A few giraffe were spooked by their sudden appearance and ran
away. They looked all around before she retracted her weapons.
They could only see grass patches and a few trees. “You certain
Ratchet sent us to the right place? I don’t see any Decepticons
around here, do you Bee?” Arcee asked.
Bumblebee was carrying two very large
containers with nozzles that looked like what the humans would
use for fire extinguishers. He moved them both up and down in a
shrug. Bumblebee carefully set the containers down on the
ground. Bumblebee then noticed a vibration in the earth below
them. He began to beep and chirp at Arcee just a moment before
the ground began to sink below them.
“Quicksand, but that requires water,” Arcee
commented while they were being drug into the ground. “Sinkhole
is probably more like it,” she added before she tried to
transform and drive out. It was too late and they fell down
through the sand into a series of underground tunnels.
“About time you Autobots showed up,” Knock
Out stated sarcastically before he turned on his headlights. “I
abhor the sand and the lack of humidity is causing my wax job to
peel.” He was escorted by several large Insecticons.
“Insecticons secure the insulator and go spray as many Vehicons
as possible. I’ll show our guests to the Energon stockpile,”
Knock Out ordered.
“Let them take it Bee,” Arcee ordered when
Bumblebee was reluctant to release the canisters. Bumblebee made
a few noises before he let them go. “For now we’re on the same
side so we have to trust them until they give us reason not to.
Let’s go,” Arcee stated.
Knock Out transformed into his racecar mode.
“Follow me Autobots and please try to keep up. I won’t wait for
you if a Kremzeek infected attacks us,” Knock Out tainted. He
then sped away down a tunnel. Bumblebee transformed and took
lead while Arcee followed. They soon emerged from the tunnel
into a larger cavern where there were crates of Energon and the
violet glow of Dark Energon in the rock walls. Vehicons and
Insecticons were fighting with each other all around the cavern.
The Insecticons with the canisters of insulation agent were
having trouble discerning which Decepticons were uninfected.
Knock Out let out a sigh. “Good help is so hard to find,” Knock
Out stated. They neared the Energon crates and transformed to
robot mode. “Try not to waste it Autobots. I am going to help
them,” Knock Out commented.
“I am glad Ratchet gave us an optic sensor
algorithm to make telling our foes apart. Let’s load up and get
to it,” Arcee commented. Bumblebee gave her two thumbs up. She
tossed him a couple of the crates and they snaked tubes from
their weapons into the Energon crates. They began to fireEnergon
directly into the Dark Kremzeek infected Decepticon warriors
throughout the cavern.
It did not take long before the Kremzeeks of both types realized
they were in danger. The Dark Kremzeeks began to grab as much
Dark Energon as possible before fleeing the mine. The other
Kremzeeks were lured toward the Energon stockpile where they
were disturbed by sonic grenades Soundwave designed to replicate
the Resonance Blaster’s effect.
Once the Kremzeeks were routed the
Decepticons quickly turned on the Autobots. “I can’t say it’s
been a pleasure Autobots. It hasn’t. Now I have orders to make
sure you don’t get back to your base,” Knock Out stated. He
brought up a hand and was about to signal an attack.
“Ah, ah, ah. I don’t think that’s a good idea
‘con. See this? It’s a detonator switch to an explosive I
planted in the Energon crates. Do you know what kind of
explosion will occur if the Dark Energon and regular Energon
mix? I don’t think it will be pretty for any of us. Now me and
Bee here are going to groundbridge home or we all get vaped! You
got me?” Arcee asked forcefully.
Knock Out hesitated and then nodded before he gave the stand
down signal instead. “This isn’t over Autobots,” he commented.
The blue glow of the groundbridge appeared
and Bumblebee went first. Arcee paused at the threshold, “It’s
over for this mine. The explosive’s on a timer too. Bye bye.”
She transformed and drove through the groundbridge.
“Slag! Insecticons get me out of here now!”
Knock Out ordered. They quickly grabbed him and all the
Decepticons headed out through the tunnels toward the surface as
quickly as they could. Knock Out barely escaped out of the sink
hole the Autobots fell in when the mine exploded. Few other
Decepticons made it clear. A crater many miles wide opened up in
the African desert. “Argh! Just look at my finish, sandblasted
and pitted. Oh, you’ll pay Autobots!” Knock Out exclaimed. He
looked over the damage and whispered to himself, “If Megatron
doesn’t slag me first.”
“This is embarrassing, if any of the other
Wreckers could see me now…” Bulkhead commented. He was in
vehicle mode and slowly rolled along the hillside completely
disguised as a grass hut. He drove past several large stone
heads. There was a smaller stone head that moved along behind
him just as slowly.
“These disguises and the covert stuff was
your human’s idea. This certainly isn’t my style at all,”
Wheeljack replied. “This Styrofoam costume is itchy by the way,”
Wheeljack added. They were slowly approaching the entrance to a
Decepticon Dark Energon mine. “Got to wonder about a species
that builds giant disembodied heads looking out like watchmen
over the oceans,” Wheeljack commented.
“Maybe they didn’t work so sell to keep the
evil spirits away. Optimus agreed that we need to be subtle on
this mission and try not to destroy the human artifacts. I’m not
really the subtle type either,” Bulkhead added.
“Yea, pal, I hear you. There’s a reason we’re
called the Wreckers. Let’s get this over with,” Wheeljack
commented. They reached the mine entrance with no sign of
Decepticon guards. “The Decepticons might be inside fighting
with Starscream’s possessions. We’re supposed to meet up with
Dreadwing. I don’t trust this alliance,” Wheeljack commented
before he slipped the fake Easter Island costume off. Bulkhead
transformed and his hut costume ended up looking like he was
wearing a large grass skirt which caused Wheeljack to laugh
Bulkhead frowned and tore the costume off.
“Not another word,” Bulkhead threatened. They quickly began
walking into the mine with their weapons drawn. “Dreadwing may
have destroyed Seaspray, but this isn’t the time for vengeance
pal. We’ll swat him after we’ve taken care of our little
Kremzeek issue,” Bulkhead promised.
“You mean you’re not going to say Dreadwing
got into a scrape with a possessed Insecticon that rubbed off
enough insulator to allow him to get possessed and I had to cut
him up to protect you? You wound my Energon pump,” Wheeljack
joked with half a smile. They could hear the sounds of metal
clashing against metal echo in the tunnel. “I guess that’s our
cue,” Wheeljack laughed.
They both began to run down the tunnel that
twisted a couple more times before they came into a non-natural
cavern. “Wreck and rule!” they both yelled before Bulkhead began
blasting at the Dark Zeekes and Wheeljack slashed through the
closest with his swords. They quickly found Dreadwing where he
was protecting the Energon crates.