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The molten red current of magma finally ceased. The violent tremors that had rocked Hong Kong stilled, leaving behind a shocking aftermath. Where once had stood a bustling metropolis of glass and steel, there now stretched a bizarre silver-white world—an unnatural landscape forged entirely from metallic matter. Hong Kong had become a realm of Transformium.
But in truth, only a fraction of this new metal had any real value. Less than one percent, in fact.
True Transformium—the kind that could create living Transformers—could only be formed from organic life. Trees, flowers, animals, birds, and even humans carried the spark of matter that could be reshaped into Cybertronian steel. But the lifeless cement and concrete structures that dominated Hong Kong? Worthless. A city made mostly of buildings produced mountains of hollow shells, not soldiers.
That was why Galvatron's plan had once seemed so clever. By detonating the Seed in a city filled with millions of living beings, he could flood the world with usable Transformium. A cruel but efficient harvest. Yet Galvatron's scheme had crumbled—he never gained the Seed, and fate had denied him that monstrous triumph.
Still, the scale of destruction was staggering. Hong Kong's population numbered six to seven million souls. Even if only one percent of that had become viable Transformium, the sheer volume was colossal—enough to forge legions.
Far out at sea, a green sports car drifted slowly, bobbing with the tide. Inside, the mood was grim.
"Elder sister… look at that…" Tessa's voice cracked as her eyes widened at the metallic wasteland stretching across the horizon. Her mouth hung open in shock, as though her words had been stolen by the view.
Beside her, Su Yueming pressed a trembling hand to the window. Her lips parted, and she shook her head again and again, whispering in disbelief. "This… this is impossible. How could Hong Kong become like this? A city of life, turned into… this nightmare?"
Crosshairs' gruff voice came over the car's comms, the Autobot's tone low but steady. "No mistake about it. This is what happens when a Seed explodes. I'd bet my spark—it went off right here."
The words struck Su Yueming like a blade. "The Seed… exploded here? Then… then Jack—Jack—" Her throat closed before she could finish. The name alone left her trembling.
Tessa's face drained of color. "No. No! Jack's strong. He's survived everything thrown at him—he'll survive this too. Crosshairs, tell me I'm right. Tell me!"
But the Autobot hesitated. His usual sarcasm was gone, replaced by grim honesty. "…I don't know, lass. I hope you're right, I really do. But a Seed's blast… no one walks away from that."
"Don't say that!" Su Yueming shouted suddenly, her voice fierce despite the fear in her eyes. "That bastard—he's not the type to die so easily. I believe in him!"
Tessa clenched her fists. "Me too. I believe."
Then Crosshairs' voice wavered, uncharacteristically shaken. "Wait… slag me sideways. Something's off. Look behind me."
The two women turned toward the car's mirror, and their breath caught in their throats.
A massive silhouette loomed in the distance, rising from the metal sea like a titan. Its sheer size dwarfed the shattered city around it.
"What… what is that?" Tessa gasped. "It's enormous!"
Crosshairs growled, his voice tight. "No need to guess. That's Lockdown."
Tessa's jaw dropped. "How? How can he be that big?"
"Must be tied to his ship," Crosshairs muttered. "Some connection we don't understand."
Above the ruined city, the skies churned. Transformium particles—countless glittering fragments—swirled together like a storm, fusing rapidly. The fragments coalesced, shaping into something recognizable.
Jack.
At the instant of the Seed's detonation, Jack's body had disintegrated into raw Transformium, scattering into the sky to escape the annihilation. Now those same particles flowed back, reforming his Transformer form on the shore.
Su Yueming and Tessa's eyes filled with tears as they watched his body take shape.
"I knew it!" Su Yueming shouted, her voice breaking with relief. "That bastard's too stubborn to die!"
"Good! Good!" Tessa cried, her relief spilling into laughter.
Crosshairs barked out a chuckle. "That's our boss for ya. Never count him out."
But the relief was short-lived. Su Yueming's gaze slid past Jack to the shadow that towered over him. Her excitement gave way to dread. "But… look at him. That monster… Jack looks so small compared to it."
Tessa shook her head firmly. "He'll be fine. Remember the Dinobot? That massive beast was terrifying, but Jack stood his ground and won. This will be no different."
Yet Su Yueming could not shake her unease. She prayed it was true, but in her heart, doubt gnawed. Could Jack really stand against such a giant?
Then a voice like thunder shattered the air. "So, you survived after all, boy. No matter. Your nightmare begins now."
The ground quaked as Lockdown stepped ashore, each colossal footstep shaking the earth, sending cracks racing across the metallic ground. His shadow swallowed Jack as he loomed closer.
But Jack only smirked, defiant. "No. This is the start of your nightmare. In fact… I should thank you."
Lockdown tilted his head, glowing optics narrowing. His jagged smile widened. "Thank me? Thank me for killing you? Hahaha!" His laughter boomed across the ruined city, cruel and mocking.
Jack winced, covering his ears dramatically. "Ugh. Can you not laugh? You sound like a rusty garbage compactor trying to sing opera."
Lockdown's amusement faded to confusion. "Who are you, boy? In all my knowledge, there's no record of you."
"The great one you see before you…" Jack said with biting sarcasm. "…is called 'My Father.'"
Lockdown froze, optics narrowing. Then he threw back his head and snarled. "'My Father'? What a ridiculous name! My Father, My Father—bah! You mock me, insect! You dare!" His fury erupted, and the air itself trembled with his roar.
Jack's smirk only deepened. "Didn't you want to capture Optimus Prime?"
Lockdown leaned forward, voice dripping with menace. "You know where he is?"
Jack shrugged casually. "Maybe. Or maybe he's already dead. Who can say?"
That was the breaking point. Lockdown's rage ignited into a violent roar. "Then you will die here and now!"
He swung his fist, a massive hammer-blow aimed to crush Jack like an insect. The force shook the air, a strike that could shatter mountains.
But Jack's body dissolved into a cloud of shimmering Transformium particles. Lockdown's fist smashed into the ground instead, the impact blasting a crater into the earth. Shards of metal and stone flew in every direction.
"What trickery is this?" Lockdown snarled, glaring at the swirling cloud above him.
Jack's voice echoed from the air itself, calm and mocking. "Trickery? No. This is a gift. And I should thank you once more, Lockdown. Because of you, I have this power. Because of you, I control countless Transformium particles. And now, I'll use them… to erase you."
Lockdown bellowed, his rage scorching. "Do not mock me! You're nothing but an insect, and I'll crush you under my thumb!"
Jack's laughter thundered back, echoing across the battlefield. "An insect, huh? You'll soon learn this 'insect' bites harder than you imagine."
The ground began to quake violently, the land itself responding. All across Hong Kong, the organic Transformium—the particles born from plants, animals, and humans—shivered as if called by some unseen force.
Jack raised his voice, his roar shaking the heavens. "Rise!"
At once, the organic Transformium broke apart, decomposing from their forms and lifting as raw particles. Rivers of silver light streamed upward, swirling into the sky, gathering to Jack.
The battlefield glowed with storm-like brilliance. The air itself seemed alive, trembling with the storm of Transformium under Jack's command.
And Lockdown, for the first time, hesitated.