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G'Day all,

Well, it's done. For your reading pleasure, I present -- in entirety -- The Warning After.

On the eve of centenary celebrations marking the end of the Great War, Cybertron's uneasy peace begins to unravel.

Transformers: The Warning After - Issue #1The Warning After
Issue #1:
Page One:
Panel One:
(Flashback) A close-up of a robotic hand, holding up a small hologram-emitter. The emitter shows a sleek Cybertronian vehicle. In the background, we can see the day-to-day goings on of a street on Cybertron.
Euramis (OS): Would you quit looking at that. You’re gonna wear the thing out.
Veer (OS): I can’t help it -- it’s beautiful!
Panel Two:
(Flashback) An angle from in front of Veer and Euramis (in G1-scale bodies) as they walk through a Cybertronian street. Veer is smiling broadly as he continues to look at the emitter, which now shows a robot body design. Euramis has a look of great trepidation on his face.
Euramis: Maybe they can dial down your vanity while you’re in there.
Veer: And maybe they can dial up your courage. I’ve never seen you so pale.
Panel Three:
(Flashback) An angle from behind the tw
Transformers: The Warning After - Issue #2The Warning After
Issue #2:
Page One:
Panel One:
(Flashback) A mid-shot of Gigatron standing proudly, fists clenched in passion as he speaks. He is in the bombed-out building, with broken concrete walls behind him.
Gigatron: Its destruction will herald the resurgence of the Predacons!
Panel Two:
(Flashback) A thirty-strong group of Predacons stand before Gigatron, arms raised (some brandishing weapons) as they yell in support of Gigatron, who continues his rallying cry.
Gigatron: We will have torn that building down before any Maximal raises so much as a finger to stop us!
Predacon 1: We’ll tear it down, Gig, we’ll tear it down!
Predacon 2: Just watch me!
Panel Three:
(Flashback) At the back of the room, the lone figure of Gigastorm leans against a dilapidated wall. His arms are crossed and he looks utterly unenthused by the words of Gigatron, who ha
Transformers: The Warning After - Issue #3The Warning After
Issue #3:
Page One:
Panel One:
A close-up of the hand of the new arm attached to the purple Predacon’s body.
Panel Two:
The fingers of the hand curl in slightly.
Panel Three:
The hand forms a fist.
Panel Four:
The arm pushes the offline body of Gigastorm off the Predacon’s body.
Panel Five:
The Predacon body sits up, cradling its head in one hand.
Panel Six:
The hand that was cradling the head is now being studied closely.
Panel Seven:
The forearm transforms, revealing the blaster barrel. The face of the Predacon curls into a small smile.
Page Two:
Panel One:
The Predacon unsteadily swings its legs over the side of the table, knocking tools and parts off and onto the floor.
Predacon: Thhh-thh…
Panel Two:
The Predacon tries to stand but is very unsteady on its feet. It grips the table for support.
Predacon: Th-the way I ss-see it, I’ve alread
Transformers: The Warning After - Issue #4The Warning After
Issue #4:
Page One:

Panel One:
Dialogue panel.
Dialogue: There is one simple fact that each of us is innately aware of but uniformly ignore: If the Predacons had won the Great War, there would be no peace.
Panel Two:
On the moon, Guiledart makes short work of some Maximal and Predacon technicians who have tried to fight him.
Panel Three:
Dialogue panel.
Dialogue: By their own proclamation, the Decepticons and Predacons fought for nothing else than victory. In this outcome, the best the Autobots and Maximals could have hoped for was a swift execution, because the alternative would have been slavery -- put to work recasting this world in Razorclaw’s image. There is no denying this.
Panel Four:
On board a shuttle headed for the moon, Maximus Prime stares out the windscreen, arms crossed, determination etched in his face.
Panel Five:
Dialogue pan


And with it, the Transversal Continuity is complete. From The One right through to the Transcension, this 9 year writing-voyage -- merging elements of G1, G2 and Beast Wars stories into a single continuity -- is finally finished.

Cheers, happy reading, and enjoy.
- Rh1n0x.

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Hey, I'm Chris.

I'm a Transformers Fan and have spent the best part of the last decade writing stories that I'm hoping some great artists here on DA might be able to help me turn into a Comic Book Series.
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G'Day,

I'm producing a collaborative Transformers comic book series here on DeviantArt and I'm in need of a Letterist.

Check out the Artwork completed for the project to date here: :icontf-tvc:

If you'd like to help out, please get in touch.

Cheers,
- Rh1n0x.
G'Day all,

Well, it's done. For your reading pleasure, I present -- in entirety -- The Warning After.

On the eve of centenary celebrations marking the end of the Great War, Cybertron's uneasy peace begins to unravel.

Transformers: The Warning After - Issue #1The Warning After
Issue #1:
Page One:
Panel One:
(Flashback) A close-up of a robotic hand, holding up a small hologram-emitter. The emitter shows a sleek Cybertronian vehicle. In the background, we can see the day-to-day goings on of a street on Cybertron.
Euramis (OS): Would you quit looking at that. You’re gonna wear the thing out.
Veer (OS): I can’t help it -- it’s beautiful!
Panel Two:
(Flashback) An angle from in front of Veer and Euramis (in G1-scale bodies) as they walk through a Cybertronian street. Veer is smiling broadly as he continues to look at the emitter, which now shows a robot body design. Euramis has a look of great trepidation on his face.
Euramis: Maybe they can dial down your vanity while you’re in there.
Veer: And maybe they can dial up your courage. I’ve never seen you so pale.
Panel Three:
(Flashback) An angle from behind the tw
Transformers: The Warning After - Issue #2The Warning After
Issue #2:
Page One:
Panel One:
(Flashback) A mid-shot of Gigatron standing proudly, fists clenched in passion as he speaks. He is in the bombed-out building, with broken concrete walls behind him.
Gigatron: Its destruction will herald the resurgence of the Predacons!
Panel Two:
(Flashback) A thirty-strong group of Predacons stand before Gigatron, arms raised (some brandishing weapons) as they yell in support of Gigatron, who continues his rallying cry.
Gigatron: We will have torn that building down before any Maximal raises so much as a finger to stop us!
Predacon 1: We’ll tear it down, Gig, we’ll tear it down!
Predacon 2: Just watch me!
Panel Three:
(Flashback) At the back of the room, the lone figure of Gigastorm leans against a dilapidated wall. His arms are crossed and he looks utterly unenthused by the words of Gigatron, who ha
Transformers: The Warning After - Issue #3The Warning After
Issue #3:
Page One:
Panel One:
A close-up of the hand of the new arm attached to the purple Predacon’s body.
Panel Two:
The fingers of the hand curl in slightly.
Panel Three:
The hand forms a fist.
Panel Four:
The arm pushes the offline body of Gigastorm off the Predacon’s body.
Panel Five:
The Predacon body sits up, cradling its head in one hand.
Panel Six:
The hand that was cradling the head is now being studied closely.
Panel Seven:
The forearm transforms, revealing the blaster barrel. The face of the Predacon curls into a small smile.
Page Two:
Panel One:
The Predacon unsteadily swings its legs over the side of the table, knocking tools and parts off and onto the floor.
Predacon: Thhh-thh…
Panel Two:
The Predacon tries to stand but is very unsteady on its feet. It grips the table for support.
Predacon: Th-the way I ss-see it, I’ve alread
Transformers: The Warning After - Issue #4The Warning After
Issue #4:
Page One:

Panel One:
Dialogue panel.
Dialogue: There is one simple fact that each of us is innately aware of but uniformly ignore: If the Predacons had won the Great War, there would be no peace.
Panel Two:
On the moon, Guiledart makes short work of some Maximal and Predacon technicians who have tried to fight him.
Panel Three:
Dialogue panel.
Dialogue: By their own proclamation, the Decepticons and Predacons fought for nothing else than victory. In this outcome, the best the Autobots and Maximals could have hoped for was a swift execution, because the alternative would have been slavery -- put to work recasting this world in Razorclaw’s image. There is no denying this.
Panel Four:
On board a shuttle headed for the moon, Maximus Prime stares out the windscreen, arms crossed, determination etched in his face.
Panel Five:
Dialogue pan


And with it, the Transversal Continuity is complete. From The One right through to the Transcension, this 9 year writing-voyage -- merging elements of G1, G2 and Beast Wars stories into a single continuity -- is finally finished.

Cheers, happy reading, and enjoy.
- Rh1n0x.
The Warning After

Issue #4:

Page One:


Panel One:
Dialogue panel.

Dialogue: There is one simple fact that each of us is innately aware of but uniformly ignore: If the Predacons had won the Great War, there would be no peace.

Panel Two:
On the moon, Guiledart makes short work of some Maximal and Predacon technicians who have tried to fight him.

Panel Three:
Dialogue panel.

Dialogue: By their own proclamation, the Decepticons and Predacons fought for nothing else than victory. In this outcome, the best the Autobots and Maximals could have hoped for was a swift execution, because the alternative would have been slavery -- put to work recasting this world in Razorclaw’s image. There is no denying this.

Panel Four:
On board a shuttle headed for the moon, Maximus Prime stares out the windscreen, arms crossed, determination etched in his face.

Panel Five:
Dialogue panel.

Dialogue: The Maximal faction may have been founded in rebellion but it has never strayed far from the Autobot ideals of peace, compassion and freedom. They fought for peace and peace now reigns.

Panel Six:
On Cybertron, the Maximal Imperium of Silverbolt, Prowl and Ironhide guide evacuees (Maximal and Predacon) towards a waiting shuttle. Some of the members of the Maximal High Council are among the mass of bots fleeing towards the shuttle.

Page Two:

Panel One:
Dialogue panel.

Dialogue: Against their better judgement, the Maximals withdrew the fist and extended the hand of friendship -- or at least, partnership.

Panel Two:
Rodimus is alongside his fellow Security Officers as they engage a group of dissident Predacons. There is almost a smile in the corner of Rodimus’ mouth as he charges in.

Panel Three:
Dialogue panel.

Dialogue: The Pax Cybertronia is unambiguous in its definition of the relationship. As welcome as Predacons are to contribute to Cybertron’s future, we remain a distant, disempowered ‘them’.

Panel Four:
The Mystery Figure lies slain in the cell. His chest riddled with blaster holes.

Panel Five:
Dialogue panel.

Dialogue: Since its signing, the Maximals have been in a rush to fix Cybertron, but perhaps the one thing Cybertron needs the most is time. Time to heal its wounds. Time to forgive. Time to forget.

Panel Six:
Gigastorm (in the body of the purple Predacon) walks through the streets, smiling, as he looks around at the carnage going on around him. Maximals and Predacons are fighting, scrambling all over each other as the world goes to hell.

Panel Seven:
Dialogue panel.

Dialogue: The star we now orbit was once thought out of our reach, and yet here we are. This perfectly embodies our struggle towards the future and the promise it holds. Each day that passes is one step closer -- one day brighter.

Page Three:

Panel One:
As the last two passengers hurriedly make their way up the gangway of the shuttle, Ironhide and Prowl look on as Silverbolt talks to Radian via his comm-link.

Silverbolt: Radian, if we’re not there in three cycles, I’m ordering you to jump through that thing and save yourself -- and quite possibly the rest of us with you.

Comm-Link: Shouldn’t we wait for word from Maximus?

Ironhide: I don’t think shiftin’ moons is in the Matrix playbook.

Panel Two:
A loud voice from inside the shuttle gets the attention of Ironhide and Prowl. Ironhide raises a hand to Prowl to stop him, as he steps up the gangway.

Slate (OS): Get your treacherous backside off this shuttle!

Ironhide: I’ll handle it.

Panel Three:
Inside the shuttle, Councillor Slate is pointing behind himself as he screams at a Predacon who is sheepishly seated on the shuttle. Other Maximals look at Slate with contempt, especially Councillor Twister.

Slate: Remove yourself, now, or you will be removed. We won’t stand for this!

Twister: Won’t we?

Panel Four:
An angle from the front of Slate, who is startled by Ironhide’s voice. Ironhide is much taller than Slate, and his head isn’t even in the panel.

Ironhide: Problem?

Slate: Gah!

Panel Five:
Slate points to the Predacon as he looks up at Ironhide. Ironhide is bemused.

Slate: Ironhide, I demand you escort this Predacon off the shuttle -- immediately.

Ironhide: Why? Did he steal your seat?

Slate (2): He has no right to be here! He-

Panel Six:
Ironhide bends down to be nose-to-nose with Slate, who withdraws slightly.

Ironhide: Sit down. Now.

Page Four:

Panel One:
Slate tries to shove Ironhide. The other Maximals on the shuttle know this was a bad idea and know what’s coming next.

Slate: Do something, you fool.

Panel Two:
Ironhide towers over Slate. He places one hand in the palm of the other and cracks his knuckles.

SFX: KRK-RK

Slate: Oh dear...

Panel Three:
Outside the shuttle, Ironhide walks calmly down the gangway, dusting his hands and smiling. Prowl looks up at him.

Prowl: What was the commotion?

Ironhide: Slate's offline.

Prowl (2): You mean out of line?

Ironhide (2): ... Sure.

Panel Four:
Silverbolt is still on the comm-link to Radian. Ironhide and Prowl come to stand beside him.

Silverbolt: Sometimes you’ve got to be prepared to pull the trigger, Radian. This is one of those times. Give us three cycles.

Comm-Link: But-

Silverbolt (2): Silverbolt, out.

Panel Five:
Silverbolt scans the surrounds, hopefully, for any sign of movement.

Prowl: The rest of the Council is accounted for. We have to hope Veer found his way onto another shuttle.

Silverbolt: Just a little longer.

Ironhide: Bolt, they’ve gotta go.

Page Five:

Panel One:
Ironhide signals the pilot of the shuttle to take off. The pilot gives a thumbs-up in return.

Silverbolt: Hn. Fine. Get them in the air.

Panel Two:
The shuttle heads up as the three Maximal Elders look on from the ground.

Silverbolt: If this plan doesn’t work, at least we’ve-

Panel Three:
One of the shuttle’s engines is hit by laser-fire and explodes. The shuttle is in real trouble.

SFX: GRA-FOOOOM!

Panel Four:
A group of marauding Predacons charge towards the Maximal Elders. Silverbolt steps forward and yells at them.

Silverbolt: Predacons! Stand down!

Panel Five:
Laser-fire streaks over the heads of the three Maximals. Prowl and Silverbolt duck, but Ironhide stands resolutely and draws his blasters.

Prowl: I don’t think they’re in the mood to talk.

Ironhide: But they’re speakin’ my language.

Page Six:

Panel One:
Inside the Temple, Radian looks over a control panel with a worried expression.

Radian: The Imperium is on its way.

Panel Two:
Looking over Radian’s shoulder, we can see the control panel in greater detail. There is a large screen in the middle, with another couple of smaller screens. On the large screen can be seen two security officers, stationed outside the Temple.

Radian: The automated defences should hold off anything until they arrive.

Panel Three:
On the screen, the two officers transform into vehicles and drive off at speed.

Radian: Get to a shuttle.

Radio Panel: Good luck, Radian.

Panel Four:
A shot of Radian’s face, still looking down at the controls with a worried expression.

Panel Five:
The same shot, but Radian’s eyes have narrowed as he looks at something on one of the smaller screens.

Panel Six:
Looking at the screen, we can see Veer, with part of his torso still missing, staggering towards the Temple.

Radian: Veer?

Page Seven:

Panel One:
Radian races outside towards Veer who is clutching his wound.

Radian: Computer, re-engage defences on my mark.

Radio Panel: Confirmed.

Veer: ... Radian...

Panel Two:
Radian grabs Veer to help him stand upright.

Radian: What in the Pit are you still doing here?

Veer: It’s wrong. It’s all wrong.

Panel Three:
Radian supports Veer as they stagger back into the Temple.

Radian: We’ve gotta get you fixed up.

Veer: No... It’s wrong. Go back!

Panel Four:
Back inside the Temple, Radian tries to sit Veer down in the chair at the control panel, but Veer grabs onto Radian’s shoulders, looking him square in the eyes.

Radian: Computer-

Veer: Undo it. Undo it! We have to...

Panel Five:
Radian detaches himself from Veer, who continues to flail his arms, trying to grab him.

Radian: Soon. They’ll be here soon. Then we can go back and stop this.

Veer: No. Further! Stop it all!

Panel Six:
Radian has an extremely worried look on his face as he looks at Veer’s wound.

Radian: I’ve got to get you onto a shuttle.

Page Eight:

Panel One:
An explosion rips apart part of the roof of the Temple. Radian looks up, and holds an arm up to shield himself from any falling debris. A voice calls out from somewhere inside the Temple.

SFX: CHOOOM

Gigastorm (OS): Radian!

Panel Two:
Radian looks over his shoulder towards the direction from where the voice came. He has a hand on Veer’s shoulder.

Radian: Stay here.

Panel Three:
Radian creeps around a corner. His hand hovering unconsciously near his thigh (which has a hidden compartment).

Gigastorm (OS): Where are you, priest?

Panel Four:
Over Radian’s shoulder, we are looking towards the doorway, where Gigastorm (in the purple Predacon’s body) is standing. Both arms have their blasters showing.

Radian: My young friend?

Panel Five:
The corner that Radian just looked around explodes as Gigastorm shoots it. Radian recoils from the blast.

SFX: CHOOM

Gigastorm: There he is!

Page Nine:

Panel One:
Radian’s mind is racing as he gives a glance to the large hole now in the wall beside him from the blast.

Radian: I’m sorry, I didn’t get your name.

Gigastorm: Neither did I. Innocence is always the first casualty in war.

Panel Two:
Gigastorm steps forward towards the wall that Radian is hiding behind.

Gigastorm: We haven’t met, but I feel that I know you intimately, Radian. You’ve never been far from my thoughts.

Radian (OS): But we met this morning.

Gigastorm (2): This body, yes -- well, most of it -- but not the spark within.

Panel Three:
A panel in Radian’s leg opens, revealing a blaster within. He hesitates to pick it up.

Radian: Then to whom am I speaking?

Gigastorm (OS): What does the name Gigatron mean to you?

Panel Four:
A shot of Radian’s face, shocked and alarmed.

Radian: Gigatron? But...

Panel Five:
Radian unconsciously leans towards the hole in the wall.

Radian: No, he was-

Panel Six:
The wall explodes as Gigastorm fires at it again. Radian is thrown backwards and out into the open.

SFX: CHOOOM

Radian: Urrghhh...

Page Ten:

Panel One:
Radian comes to rest on the floor. He is slightly damaged. He looks up at Gigastorm who is approaching.

Gigastorm: Murdered, I know. I watched it happen. I felt it happen.

Radian: Gigastorm?

Panel Two:
The corner of Gigastorm’s mouth curls into a smile.

Panel Three:
Radian crawls backwards on the floor, away from Gigastorm, but towards the shimmering energy portal of the TransWarp field.

Radian: The young Predacon’s spark?

Gigastorm: Gone. One of a number tonight, but the only by my hand.
Link Panel: The veil of peace has been lifted. Cybertron’s true face is shown -- and an ugly face it is.

Panel Four:
At the control panel, Veer begins to type into the TransWarp device’s interface.

Gigastorm (OS): It was my brother’s dream to see it again, as you well know.

Radian (OS): I never met your brother.

Panel Five:
Gigastorm gestures to the grand building around them.

Gigastorm: How cold of you, Radian. You were instrumental in his death. Within this very building, his demise was ensured.

Radian: No. What exactly do you think happened here?

Panel Six:
Gigastorm delivers Radian a backhand hit to the face with one of the blaster barrels.

Gigastorm: You dare feign ignorance?!

SFX: KNG

Page Eleven:

Pane One:
Radian crawls backwards once more. Gigastorm looms over him.

Gigastorm: The walls are dripping with the oil of countless Predacons -- all spilt in vain -- as you, with your hand on time’s unlocked door, step through to remake the present!
Link Panel: You cultivate the future to your own Maximal designs, all the while tearing Predacon shoots from the soil made rich by your hatred!

Radian: We’ve never-

Panel Two:
Radian receives another heavy hit. The two figures are now at the foot of the TransWarp portal.

SFX: KNNG

Panel Three:
Gigastorm stands upright and aims a blaster-arm at Radian.

Gigastorm: You killed him! You undid his destiny, and now, I will undo yours!

Panel Four:
The TransWarp portal comes to life and pulses with energy. Both Radian and Gigastorm look up at the ripple in reality. This is the main panel on the page.

SFX: BWWAAAAWWWMMM

Page Twelve:

Panel One:
A voice captures the attention of Gigastorm and Radian.

Veer (OS): Gigastorm...

Panel Two:
Gigastorm fires wildly in Veer’s direction, who is standing with his hands slightly raised, meaning no threat. Veer doesn’t flinch from the blast which sails past him.

SFX: CHOOOOM

Panel Three:
An angle over Veer’s shoulder, looking towards Gigastorm, who has a blaster barrel pointed straight at Veer. Gigastorm yells at Veer, anger distorting his face.

Veer: You know who I am. You know I share your pain.

Gigastorm: You know nothing of pain!

Panel Four:
A close-up of Veer, resolute in his sad words.

Veer: But I do. Believe me, I do. The future, crumbling away from beneath your feet -- and you fall.
Link Panel: But here and now, Primus is offering us an opportunity to help each other -- all three of us.

Panel Five:
Veer, still with arms raised, steps towards Gigastorm.

Veer: You seek vengeance for your brother?

Gigastorm: Yes.

Veer (2): Then I will see your quest fulfilled. It is all part of Cybertron’s healing.

Page Thirteen:

Panel One:
On the moon, Maximus Prime’s forces engage with Guiledart’s troops. In the background, Cybertron is looming up very closely. The two celestial bodies will soon collide.

Dialogue Panel: Despite the best efforts of many, our home is at war once again...

Panel Two:
Maximus Prime stands with one foot on the dead body of Guiledart. Guiledart’s body is very heavily damaged, but his face is curled into a grotesque smile, taunting Maximus Prime. Maximus Prime is holding the Matrix, and despite trying with all his might, it won’t open.

Dialogue Panel: ... one that will end in catastrophe for all.

Panel Three:
On a Cybertronian street, the Maximal Imperium of Silverbolt, Ironhide and Prowl are surrounded and swamped by Predacons. The three Maximals are trying to fight back but to no avail.

Dialogue Panel: The pain we know so well will soon be shared by countless others.

Panel Four:
The three Maximals are now completely swarmed by Predacons, covering them up. The three Maximals can’t be seen at all.

Dialogue Panel: I would never wish that pain upon another.

Panel Five:
The pile of Predacons erupts as Magnaboss bursts from the centre of the pile, sword in hand and roaring.

Dialogue Panel: It’s up to us to offer Cybertron a second chance.

Page Fourteen:

Panel One:
Radian looks up at the shimmering portal, which pulsates with energy.

SFX: BWAAAAAWM

Radian: Veer, the device is active. What have you done?

Panel Two:
Veer still has his hands raised slightly as he edges closer. Radian tries to get up.

Veer: Failed. But that will soon be undone.

Radian: You-

Panel Three:
Gigastorm hits Radian in the head with one of his gun-barrel arms, knocking him back down.

SFX: KNG

Radian: Urgh...

Veer: Your part in this is yet to come, Radian.

Panel Four:
Veer’s hands lower slightly, into a welcoming gesture towards Gigastorm, who still has a gun barrel aimed at him.

Veer: I don’t believe it was Gigatron’s destiny to conquer Cybertron. Instead, he lived -- and died -- to inspire you.

Panel Five:
Gigastorm fires at Veer, blowing away one of his arms. Veer staggers back slightly, but continues to look at Gigastorm, as if he hasn’t even noticed his arm being blown off. Radian looks on with great shock.

SFX: CHOOOM

Gigastorm: I hated my brother!

Radian: Veer!

Page Fifteen:

Panel One:
Veer approaches Gigastorm once again.

Veer: And yet all that you’ve done -- all of this -- is for him.

Panel Two:
Radian pulls out the blaster from the panel in his leg.

Veer (OS): Perhaps fate conspired against him, or perhaps he was as capable of mistakes as the rest of us.

Panel Three:
Veer walks forward, almost zombie-like, and runs into the barrel of Gigastorm’s outstretched gun barrel.

SFX: DNG

Veer: Either way, it’s difficult to take issue with Primus on such things -- so take issue with me.

Panel Four:
Veer and Gigastorm stare at each other over the distance of Gigastorm’s arm.

Veer: For your brother’s memory -- for his honour -- release your anger. Free yourself from the pain.

Panel Five:
A close-up of Veer’s eyes, resolute but happy.

Veer: Free us both.

Page Sixteen:

Panel One:
With the shimmering, pulsating veil of the TransWarp portal as a backdrop, Gigastorm fires, sending Veer’s body flying backwards. Radian is lying on his back, pointing his blaster up at Gigastorm.

SFX: CHOOOOOOM

Radian: Noooo!

Panel Two:
An identical angle as Panel One. Veer’s lifeless body hits the floor. Gigastorm and Radian have been enveloped by the TransWarp portal and have vanished.

Panel Three:
Out on the streets of Cybertron, a Maximal and Predacon (who only moments before were strangling each other) look up into the sky as the moon enters Cybertron’s atmosphere and begins to burn.

Panel Four:
A shot from space. The moon hits Cybertron’s surface, sending a shockwave of fire radiating out around the planet.

Panel Five:
A swirling passage of light, like a trip through the Stargate or in the Tardis.

Dialogue Panel: Look around. We’re just about the last two left. It’s time we joined our fellow Maximals.

Page Seventeen:

Panel One:
In a busy Cybertronian street, two small Maximal speeders have just darted between the legs of Euramis and Veer in their G1 bodies. Euramis is thrown off balance but Veer looks on with a smile.

Euramis: Hey!

Maximal Speeder: Watch it, relic!

Dialogue Panel: His name was Veer.

Panel Two:
Veer puts an arm around Euramis’ shoulder to help him regain his balance. The two friends continue to walk on through the busy Cybertronian street.

Euramis: It’s not so much look around as look down.

Veer: That’ll be you this afternoon -- weaving in and out of the legs of outdated Autobots.

Panel Three:
Veer still has his arm around Euramis’ shoulders as the two figures walk away from the street and up towards an imposing looking building -- the MATRX (Maximal Activation Transference and Reformatting Exchange) facility. In the foreground, a small rift in reality begins to twist.

SFX: SHHH

Dialogue Panel: In my... timeline, he survived the bombing.

Panel Four:
Maximals going about their daily business on the street stop and look in wonder as the rift gets bigger.

SFX: SHHHHHH

Panel Five:
Maximals flee in all directions as Radian and Gigastorm (in the body of the purple Predacon) burst from the rift. They are in the same positions as we saw when they were engulfed by the TransWarp pulse. Radian is lying on his back, aiming his blaster up at Gigastorm, who is aiming his blaster-arms to where Veer was in the Temple.

SFX: SHHHHWWOOOOO

Page Eighteen:

Panel One:
A close-up of Radian’s hands, gripping the blaster.

Dialogue Panel: But instead of blaming the Predacons, he embraced them, becoming an advocate for their greater inclusion into society.

Panel Two:
An angle looking up at Gigastorm. He is turning to look down at Radian, angrily pointing a blaster-arm at him.

Panel Three:
Gigastorm’s head, neck and upper torso are torn apart by the blast from Radian’s blaster.

Panel Four:
Gigastorm’s smoking wreck hits the ground.

Dialogue Panel: His story inspired many Maximals to look at the Predacons differently. His popularity saw him elected to the High Council.

Panel Five:
The foot of Councillor Bulwark kicks the blaster from Radian’s hands. Radian looks up in shock.

Panel Six:
Bulwark kicks Radian in the head, knocking him offline. In the background, Maximal security officer run to the scene.

Page Nineteen:

Panel One:
In a Maximal command chamber, Radian 2 (from the future) sits in a chair, with a sad expression on his face.

Radian 2: But privately, the loss of his friend, Euramis, weighed evermore heavily on his mind and on his spark.

Panel Two:
Listening to Radian 2 are Ironhide, Prowl, Silverbolt, Rodimus, Binder, Councillor Bulwark, Councillor Springer and Radian 1 (from the present). This isn’t an interrogation, just a debriefing. Springer is having a sideways glance at Rodimus, but Rodimus’ attention seems to be on the floor.

Prowl: It sounds like Cybertron is the poorer without him.

Panel Three:
Ironhide looks on with a stern glare.

Ironhide: Gigastorm and his brother are already on a watch-list, but what about this young Pred?

Radian 2 (2): He’s of no threat to anyone. He was just an unfortunate victim of circumstance.

Panel Four:
Silverbolt poses a question to Ironhide. Bulwark and Springer exchange a look.

Silverbolt: And what about Guiledart? We had him pegged as just one of Magmatron’s boys -- not someone with the bearings to launch something this audacious.

Bulwark: An opportunist?

Springer: Or did he have help?

Panel Five:
The two Radians look at each other. Ironhide is unimpressed by the terminology.

Radian 2: When Bulwark was killed, Councillor Twister championed his idea of a new moon. This... circumstance bares all the hallmarks of a temporal inflexion point.

Ironhide: Come again?

Radian 1: The launch of the Ark. The battle of Autobot City. Major events that shaped the future -- without them, we wouldn’t be standing here. It seems Bulwark’s death was a catalyst for one such event.

Page Twenty:

Panel One:
Radian 2 continues to muse on all things temporal with his other self. Prowl looks on curiously.

Radian 2: The future I come from is already an impossibility. I shouldn’t exist.

Prowl: And yet here you are.

Radian 1: Perhaps the nature of reality itself has an inherent tolerance for the slightly paradoxical.

Radian 2 (2): Or, it could be temporary. Logically -- for lack of a better word -- I should continue to exist up until the point I originally left... then vanish.
Link Panel: Or I could disappear at any moment.

Panel Two:
Everyone in the room looks at Radian 2 with blank looks, half-expecting him to vanish right in front of them, but he doesn’t.

Radian 2: ...

Panel Three:
Silverbolt confuses himself. Radian 1 points to Radian 2, and Radian 2 points to Radian 1.

Silverbolt: Radian... Our Radian... Present Radian...?

Radian 2: Radian One.

Radian 1: Radian Two.

Panel Four:
Members of the audience begin to file out as the debriefing comes to an end. Binder loiters behind. Springer once again tries to make eye contact with Rodimus, but Rodimus won’t even look at him.

Silverbolt: Radian One will continue to catalogue your memories. It looks like we’ve all got some thinking to do.
Link Panel: Dismissed.

Panel Five:
Binder nervously poses a question to Radian 2.

Binder: Just out of interest. The unknown author. Were they ever..?

Radian 2: No, but given the date, there’s a piece of the puzzle that wouldn’t have come out yet.
Link Panel: “There is a certain irony given my name and the apparent cul-de-sac the Predacons now find themselves in...”

Panel Six:
Rodimus is waiting impatiently in the doorway.

Binder: It’s got to be D-

Rodimus: Let’s go, Binder.

Page Twenty-One:

Panel One:
A close-up of a display screen in the middle of a table with intricate carvings around its edge. The display screen is showing footage from space of the moon hitting Cybertron. There is some static interference on the screen.

Panel Two:
The ‘camera’ zooms out, revealing more of the table, as well as the arms of the three members of the Tripredacus Council -- Seethe, Cinder and Rampant. The display screen is now showing only static.

Rampant: You would deem this a success?

Cinder: Undoubtedly.

Panel Three:
A shot of Cinder and Rampant in the eerie light of their command room. They glare at each other.

Cinder: Such is my satisfaction that I suggest moving to more practical experimentation.

Rampant: This could all be accelerated by the procurement of a working system.

Seethe (OS): Patience.

Panel Four:
A close-up of Seethe in the shadowy darkness.

Seethe: Given the nature of this occurrence, the Maximals will tighten their grip on the technology, for now. However, the temporal echo received by this device proves our own research into TransWarp technologies is progressing smoothly.

Panel Five:
A wider shot, taking in the three figures in the relative darkness.

Seethe: Time will soon yield to us -- as will he.

Page Twenty-Two:

Panel One:
In Magmatron’s small residence, he sits in a chair, reading a data-tablet.

Dialogue Panel: Optimistic is never something I’ve been accused of being. Yes, I chose to view the world through gloom-filled lenses, but that doesn’t mean I was necessarily fearful of death -- just expectant.

Panel Two:
In Springer’s apartment, he opens a secret compartment in the wall, revealing the body of the Mystery Figure.

Dialogue Panel: With the dark inevitability of war hanging over your head, it’s sometimes hard to see the positives -- so in that respect, I could have been considered a realist. But beyond all my wildest of reckonings, I am still alive. I survived the war.

Panel Three:
In a dilapidated building, Gigatron speaks to a small gathering of fellow Predacons. At the back of the room, arms crossed, is Gigastorm.

Dialogue Panel: That astounding turn of events has brought with it a new-found sense of positivity.

Panel Four:
Rodimus is slumped in a chair in his office, staring off into oblivion. Binder is passing by and gives a worried look in at his commander.

Dialogue Panel: But it’s perhaps because of my remaining pessimism that I find myself writing this -- to alert others of the dangers looming in the future.

Panel Five:
Radian 2 watches on as the rubble of the MATRX facility is demolished. There are several wreaths at the foot of the fence blocking access to the site.

Dialogue Panel: For the first time, I can see the possibilities for Cybertron’s new beginning and I don’t want to have to watch them slip away.

Panel Six:
A small panel of complete blackness.

Dialogue Panel: This is the warning after.

--- End Issue #4 ---
--- End The Warning After ---
Transformers: The Warning After - Issue #4
Transformers: The Warning After

Issue #4 (of 4)

On the eve of centenary celebrations marking the end of the Great War, Cybertron's uneasy peace begins to unravel.
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Lemniskate Featured By Owner May 20, 2015
Yesterday night I had a dream that Csirac (the character) was made official by getting included in Fanpub's Transtech continuity...
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Rh1n0x Featured By Owner May 21, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Is that right? Do you have a history of prophetic dreams?
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Lemniskate Featured By Owner May 21, 2015
No, I have a history of weird dreams...
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Rh1n0x Featured By Owner May 21, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
I see... Well you can certainly add the Csirac dream to that list.

In semi-related news, in the recent Preview of MTMTE #41, we see Countdown! His Dreamwave design is what Csirac is based on. Not really related at all, but it was interesting to me.
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TieriaPrime Featured By Owner May 17, 2015  Student Traditional Artist
Awesome artwork sir*claps* 10/10 5 stars
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Rh1n0x Featured By Owner May 17, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you very much, but I can't take the credit for the wonderful artwork. I only do the scripts :)
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TieriaPrime Featured By Owner May 18, 2015  Student Traditional Artist
Wow like for the characters
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Rh1n0x Featured By Owner May 18, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Muchly appreciated :)
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Dinok-Wahrok Featured By Owner Apr 29, 2015  Student Digital Artist
hello! i thought about your offer and im agreeing with it! however can i offer something too? :D
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Rh1n0x Featured By Owner Apr 29, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
What would you like to offer?
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