In the Eyes of an Innocent
Dec 10, 2011 23:12:02 GMT -8
Post by sunstar on Dec 10, 2011 23:12:02 GMT -8
Here it is! This part details the Autobots battle against the Decepticons which left them defeated and stranded on a storm tossed Cybertron.
Altima Prime was enjoying herself. Her father had finally relented and was allowing her to try out her vehicle mode alone for the first time. Altima had to promise on the Matrix that she would stay inside the canyon. Already, Altima had spotted Mirage and Jazz circling the canyon. She was surprised that Optimus had not launched a Skyspy and watch over her that way.
Altima was the only daughter of Optimus Prime. She shared the same basic color scheme as her father, but her body shape resembled that of her mother, Elita-1. Her vehicle mode was a sleek sports truck. Altima spotted Jazz again, and playfully raced his shadow to the other side of the canyon. If Jazz was supposed to stay hidden from her, he was not doing a good job.
The sounds of engines drifted down to her. Altima transformed and turned to watch as the Autobots all arrived. Optimus rolled up to her and transformed into his normal mode. His blue gaze was kind as he studied his daughter. Altima’s own blue gaze looked into his own.
“Good news, Altima.” Optimus replied, “The Decepticons are warring with each other. Starscream has finally left Megatron with a small group of soldiers.”
“You mean Starscream finally cut the cables to Megatron? That is good news!” Altima agreed, “Do I get to help fight this time?”
“No, you are still too young. When the fighting starts, you are going to be hiding inside my trailer. Do not come out, no matter what you hear.” Optimus answered.
“Awe! How am I supposed to learn if you won’t let me fight? Megatron won’t be here and you know Starscream couldn’t lead antdroids to a picnic if his life depended on it.” Altima tried her patented pout.
“I said no.” Optimus didn’t budge, “Your mother would kill me if she found out I let you help fight the Decepticons. Go get into my trailer. Rollbar, watch over her, and don’t let her out, no matter what she tells you.” He was answered by an electronic chirp as Rollbar agreed. Altima groaned to herself as she climbed into the trailer. She heard the sound of a transformation and the trailer began to move. Altima sighed again. Optimus wasn’t taking any chances with her.
Optimus returned as the other Autobots began readying weapons and setting up for battle. Jazz and Mirage both reported Altima’s activities in the canyon to Optimus, who had been watching by Skyspy as well.
“Protective, much?” Mirage asked.
“You may want to consider lightening up on Altima, Sir.” Jazz added, “I know how important she is and all, but you do have to let her grow up.”
“I know, I know, I can’t help but worry when she is out of my sight. Someday, when you two have children of your own, you’ll understand it better.” Optimus answered, “Altima is going to be your Prime someday.”
“I understand, Optimus. I’ve got nearly grown twin daughters of my own that I still worry about even though they are adults.” Mirage nodded, “I was a complete basket case over them when they were Altima’s age. It is very natural, and no, it doesn’t get better as they get older. They grow up too fast.”
“Look alive, you two!” Ironhide called out, “The cons are not going to stand around and wait for you two to finish discussing the fine points of raising children!”
“Powerglide, Jetfire, you two into the air. Gears, Hoist, Jazz, Brawn, and Tracks, you are on the right flank. Bumblebee, Smokescreen, Hound, Trailbreaker and Sunstreaker, you are on the left flank. Prowl, Bluestreak, Sideswipe and I will be front and center. Ratchet, Wheeljack, Red Alert, and First Aid, hang back. You are on repair detail. I know I’m missing somebody here. Did I actually remember everybody this time?” Optimus looked around.
“How about me?” Ironhide asked.
“I knew I was forgetting someone. You are going to be front and center. Cosmos, you are with Powerglide and Jetfire. Omega is Primus knows where, and Mirage, you are on the left flank. The Dinobots are on Dinobot Island for training, and anyone else I didn’t name?” Optimus asked.
“That is everybody.” Jazz said.
“Cliffjumper, get your tail pipe back here. Optimus, you forgot Cliffjumper again.” Ironhide replied
“Yea, why am I so difficult for you to remember?” Cliffjumper asked, his tone light and joking.
“Cliffjumper, protect my trailer, and Inferno, you are with the medical team.” Optimus looked around again, “Anybody else?”
This time no one spoke up as the Autobots scrambled to their positions. Wheeljack and the medical team fell back to Optimus’s trailer to set up a field medical tent. They would also protect the trailer and Altima.
The sky filled with Decepticons. To everybody’s shock, Starscream and Megatron stood side by side. The Autobots stared in shock. Starscream clearly had not cut the cables to Megatron so to speak. Optimus knew the Autobots were outnumbered, but were they outgunned? He gave the order to attack and quickly took on Soundwave and his five Minicons. A sound blast from Soundwave momentarily deafened him. He was struck from above by Megatron who unleashed several blasts from his fusion cannon. Optimus stumbled backward to avoid the second and third blast. The first blast had struck his chest. The energies had torn the armor plating, which had thankfully held. Another blast like that and the armor would be gone.
Jetfire antagonized Starscream while Powerglide and Cosmos teamed up to give Thundercracker a new meaning for headache. Starscream transformed in midair and landed on Jetfire. He was waiting for this, and blasted Starscream’s chest armor clean off of him. Starscream squealed in horror and transformed again. His F-15 eagle form protected his now exposed chest. Thunderwing sniggered, which quickly turned into a strangled mew of terror as Powerglide blasted his left wing to kingdom come. Cosmos was fighting Skywarp now. Thundercracker knew he was in for a painful landing. He didn’t expect an enraged F-15 silver, red, and blue eagle to ram through him as he went after Jetfire. This only served to toss Thundercracker right into Cosmos’s line of fire. Thundercracker got a front row seat to Cosmos charging him with his weapons blazing.
In the trailer, Altima listened to the sounds of the battle. Something slammed into the trailer from above. Altima tried to stifle her yelp. The door opened and something red crawled inside. Rollbar let loose with a shrill warning. He gunned his tiny engine and tried to sound threatening.
“Rollbar, it’s me, Cliffjumper!” Cliffjumper managed to close the door, “I’m hurt, and it is not going well out there!”
“Let me see.” Altima joined him, “It’s a busted axle. You’ll live. Hold still.” She placed her hands on either side of the break in the axle, “Matrix, give me strength.” Ever so slowly, the axle knitted itself back together. Altima slumped backward, panting.
“What did you do?” Cliffjumper asked.
“Father isn’t the only one who can use the Matrix. I tapped into it to fix you. It always tires me out so I can’t do it very often. Father can use it to bring back the dead. He has to be very careful because the power needed requires life force. I’m okay, I’m just exhausted.” Altima explained.
Outside, Optimus found himself caught between Megatron and Soundwave. It was all he could do to avoid their fire power. Megatron got in a lucky shot that caught Optimus on the shoulder and spun him around to be pounded by Soundwave. He crumbled to his knees.
“Any last words?” Megatron sneered, his cannon pointed at Optimus’s head.
“Why yes. Matrix Fusion!” Optimus glowed golden. When the light died down, he stood in the gold and blue Matrix Armor. His left hand folded into his wrist as the matrix blade sprouted from his arm. Optimus finished off Soundwave with a few rapid strikes. He spun in time to counter Megatrons mace. Back and forth the combatants flew both viving for the upper hand. Megatron leapt backwards out of range of the sword.
“Constructicons form Devastator!” he ordered.
“I’ll take Devastator! All of you take out the Decepticons! Jetfire, take out Megatron!” Optimus charged at the towering behemoth that was Devastator. With a grunt, Optimus leapt to drive the blade into Devastator’s knee. He found himself being grabbed and flung aside to land right in front of Megatron. Before Megatron could take the opportunity to strike Optimus, Jetfire swept him up into the sky where the Air Guardian rained fire on the Decepticon Leader. Optimus rolled to the left to avoid Starscream’s blast. Kicking his feet out, Optimus sent Starscream tumbling away. Optimus rose and rushed Devastator, who had taken out the entire left flank and was nearly done with the entire right flank. Optimus leapt, and called forward his rifle which was more powerful now thanks to the Matrix. He landed on the back of Devastators leg. Optimus scrambled up to the knee and opened fire. Devastator swatted him aside. Exhausted from the prolonged use of the matrix armor, Optimus decided. This would likely leave him unconscious, but he couldn’t think of another way. Optimus leapt straight up into the air and kept rising until he was above the battlefield. He opened his arms, his body glowing golden.
“Matrix, I call upon you to light our darkest hour. Please, don’t fail me now! Golden Matrix Annihilation!” The light exploded outwards, golden bullets raining on the Decepticons. No one saw Megatron transform. No one saw Thundercracker taking aim with Megatron. No one saw the purple energy surge from Megatrons muzzle to arc up into the golden light in the sky. Optimus felt a white hot searing pain spread across his chest. The shock broke his concentration and he plummeted to the ground below.
“It’s ready, mighty Megatron sir!” Bombshell raced toward Megatron excitedly, “We finished it!”
“Good.” Megatron strode toward Optimus who was struggling to get up. He reached down and grabbed the Autobot Leader by the neck, “This battle is over! You have lost, Prime! You see, one of your own turned traitor and led you to your own downfall!”
“What? Y-you’re lying, Megatron! The Autobots would never dare to betray me!” Optimus managed to turn his head a bit so he could see his teammates, “None of you would betray me!”
Optics flicked around, each trying to spot the autobot who would do something like this. Much optics showed fear. Ironhide glanced around, his cold gaze settling on Mirage. It had to be him!
“I do not lie, Prime. One of your own has betrayed you, and your cause. You have a Decepticon sympathizer in your ranks. How does it feel, knowing you can’t trust any of them, even your own daughter?” Megatron sneered.
“Altima would never do something like this!” Optimus roared, his optic’s blazing, “Which one of you was it? Which one of you turned on me?” his voice got quiet and his head hung as low as Megatron would allow it.
“Thrust, bring me your little discovery from his trailer!” Megatron ordered, “Why, is that fear I see, Optimus? Afraid for your own flesh and blood?” Thrust dragged a kicking and screaming Altima to Megatron, who planted his other hand around her neck, “A quick squeeze and she’ll be dead.” He increased the pressure around Altima’s neck, clearly enjoying the look of pure terror in Optimus’s optics. Altima’s kicking weakened.
“L-let her go, Megatron!” Optimus screamed, “She has nothing to do with this!” rage flared up through Optimus. Altima stopped moving all together. “YOU LET HER GO!”
Megatron only squeezed Altima’s neck tighter. He totally did not expect the heeled boot from the Cybertronian Princess in the crotch. Megatron was so surprised by the sudden move that he let go of Altima. She scrambled backward and was quickly taken by Sunstreaker who held her. He also whispered to her to help her calm down. Megatron managed to keep his choke hold on Optimus. He raised his cannon instead and pointed it at Sunstreaker and Altima. Sunstreaker pushed Altima behind him and glared at Megatron. He mentally dared Megatron to try and shoot at him. Megatron didn’t take the bait. He turned his cannon on Optimus. He sent an encoded message to his cannon which changed the current setting of kill to torture. Instead of firing a massive purple energy beam, the cannon would now fire a very narrow red beam of energy which would inflict massive amounts of agony on its targets. Optimus had resumed staring at Megatron, awaiting his next move. He too had been surprised by Altima’s sudden move. Megatron charged his cannon.
“I have won this war.” He snarled as his fusion cannon lit up with red energy. The Autobots all watched with horror as the energy lanced out to slam into Optimus’s damaged chest. It cut through the armor like it wasn’t even there. Half the Decepticons winced with all of the Autobots as Optimus screamed. Starscream instinctively covered his exposed chest. Megatron watched with amused interest as the Matrix responded to the torture by soothing the pain and healing some of the damage. Megatron suddenly plunged his hand into Optimus’s chest and ripped the Matrix from him. Optimus gasped in shock and agony as he was forced to feel the full effects of the earlier hit. Megatron let him go and blasted him again. Optimus writhed in agony on the ground, his body twitching as spasms raced through him.
“ENOUGH, MEGATRON!” Altima stepped in front of Sunstreaker, “NO MORE!” She ran to Optimus’s side, “Please, no more!” Optimus managed to roll to his side and he tried to push Altima away, but she refused to move, “Where ever you want us all to go, we’ll go! We won’t fight you anymore! Please, stop hurting my father!”
“She’s crazy!” a Decepticon gasped.
“You won, Megatron!” Altima rose to face the Decepticon Leader, “We will go where ever you want us to go! Earth is yours now! You won!”
“Altima, no…” Optimus struggled to his feet, “I’m down, but I’m not out!”
“It is okay, Father. We need to fall back and regroup for repairs.” Altima replied, “Everything will be okay.”
“I will send you to Cybertron.” Megatron decided, “You all will die slowly and painfully there! All weapons into a pile!”
With a lot of groaning, the Autobots complied. They were then lined up in a row before Bombshells warp gate.
“You can’t send us to Cybertron! The storms will kill us!” Sideswipe found his mouth covered by Sunstreaker.
“That is not going to help anything!” the yellow and black Autobot hissed at his twin brother.
Megatron only grinned. One by one, each Autobot was sent through the warp gate to Cybertron. Skywarp tore Altima away from Optimus’s side. Altima screamed and fought, but Skywarp was too strong for her. She found herself being dragged toward the warp gate. Megatron put up a hand.
“Not her, Skywarp. I want Optimus to watch her go through before he does. The other Autobots are first.” Megatron ordered.
Jetfire put up a fight in defiance, but the seekers subdued him with blows from their fists. Stunned, Jetfire was pushed through. The Seekers turned to Powerglide, who put up his hands and went quietly. Cosmos was next. As he went through, he tried to take Starscream with him, but ended up with a fistful of armor for his efforts. The medical team went next.
“Please, you have to let me repair Optimus! Otherwise, he won’t survive the jump in his state!” Ratchet pleaded, only to get shoved through by Thundercracker, who nearly went with him. He was saved by Skywarp. Red Alert went quietly. First Aid shocked the Decepticons by running through the gate. This gave Wheeljack a few precious seconds to try for the weapon pile, but Starscream picked him up and threw him into the gate. Inferno went quietly as did Hoist, Hound, Tracks, Trailbreaker, Brawn, Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, and Bumblebee. Cliffjumper, Jazz, Prowl, Bluestreak, Ironhide, and Gears all tried to dash for their weapons, but they were all caught by the constructicons and dumped through the gate. Mirage went invisible and gave the Decepticons a bit of a headache, but he was soon caught and chucked into the warp gate. Altima watched as the last few Autobots went quietly. Her turn had come. Megatron strode up to her and walked her to the warp gate. He had her face Optimus. His fusion cannon was on Altima.
“Say good bye to Optimus.” He ordered.
“Good bye, father! I’ll see you on Cybertron!” Altima fell backward and was through the gate as Megatron fired.
Optimus’s dim optics flared to life. He lunged to the side of the gate as he revealed his Energon axe. Before anyone could move, Optimus hacked up the lines feeding power to the gate. Megatron charged up his cannon to the max and changed it from torture to kill mode. A white hot wave of purple energy slammed into Optimus, lifting him up off his feet and propelling him through the gate as it shut down.
“It is over. I have won!” Megatron crowed in victory, “Time to create a Decepticon country and conquer this planet!”
The Decepticons all cheered.
Altima Prime was enjoying herself. Her father had finally relented and was allowing her to try out her vehicle mode alone for the first time. Altima had to promise on the Matrix that she would stay inside the canyon. Already, Altima had spotted Mirage and Jazz circling the canyon. She was surprised that Optimus had not launched a Skyspy and watch over her that way.
Altima was the only daughter of Optimus Prime. She shared the same basic color scheme as her father, but her body shape resembled that of her mother, Elita-1. Her vehicle mode was a sleek sports truck. Altima spotted Jazz again, and playfully raced his shadow to the other side of the canyon. If Jazz was supposed to stay hidden from her, he was not doing a good job.
The sounds of engines drifted down to her. Altima transformed and turned to watch as the Autobots all arrived. Optimus rolled up to her and transformed into his normal mode. His blue gaze was kind as he studied his daughter. Altima’s own blue gaze looked into his own.
“Good news, Altima.” Optimus replied, “The Decepticons are warring with each other. Starscream has finally left Megatron with a small group of soldiers.”
“You mean Starscream finally cut the cables to Megatron? That is good news!” Altima agreed, “Do I get to help fight this time?”
“No, you are still too young. When the fighting starts, you are going to be hiding inside my trailer. Do not come out, no matter what you hear.” Optimus answered.
“Awe! How am I supposed to learn if you won’t let me fight? Megatron won’t be here and you know Starscream couldn’t lead antdroids to a picnic if his life depended on it.” Altima tried her patented pout.
“I said no.” Optimus didn’t budge, “Your mother would kill me if she found out I let you help fight the Decepticons. Go get into my trailer. Rollbar, watch over her, and don’t let her out, no matter what she tells you.” He was answered by an electronic chirp as Rollbar agreed. Altima groaned to herself as she climbed into the trailer. She heard the sound of a transformation and the trailer began to move. Altima sighed again. Optimus wasn’t taking any chances with her.
Optimus returned as the other Autobots began readying weapons and setting up for battle. Jazz and Mirage both reported Altima’s activities in the canyon to Optimus, who had been watching by Skyspy as well.
“Protective, much?” Mirage asked.
“You may want to consider lightening up on Altima, Sir.” Jazz added, “I know how important she is and all, but you do have to let her grow up.”
“I know, I know, I can’t help but worry when she is out of my sight. Someday, when you two have children of your own, you’ll understand it better.” Optimus answered, “Altima is going to be your Prime someday.”
“I understand, Optimus. I’ve got nearly grown twin daughters of my own that I still worry about even though they are adults.” Mirage nodded, “I was a complete basket case over them when they were Altima’s age. It is very natural, and no, it doesn’t get better as they get older. They grow up too fast.”
“Look alive, you two!” Ironhide called out, “The cons are not going to stand around and wait for you two to finish discussing the fine points of raising children!”
“Powerglide, Jetfire, you two into the air. Gears, Hoist, Jazz, Brawn, and Tracks, you are on the right flank. Bumblebee, Smokescreen, Hound, Trailbreaker and Sunstreaker, you are on the left flank. Prowl, Bluestreak, Sideswipe and I will be front and center. Ratchet, Wheeljack, Red Alert, and First Aid, hang back. You are on repair detail. I know I’m missing somebody here. Did I actually remember everybody this time?” Optimus looked around.
“How about me?” Ironhide asked.
“I knew I was forgetting someone. You are going to be front and center. Cosmos, you are with Powerglide and Jetfire. Omega is Primus knows where, and Mirage, you are on the left flank. The Dinobots are on Dinobot Island for training, and anyone else I didn’t name?” Optimus asked.
“That is everybody.” Jazz said.
“Cliffjumper, get your tail pipe back here. Optimus, you forgot Cliffjumper again.” Ironhide replied
“Yea, why am I so difficult for you to remember?” Cliffjumper asked, his tone light and joking.
“Cliffjumper, protect my trailer, and Inferno, you are with the medical team.” Optimus looked around again, “Anybody else?”
This time no one spoke up as the Autobots scrambled to their positions. Wheeljack and the medical team fell back to Optimus’s trailer to set up a field medical tent. They would also protect the trailer and Altima.
The sky filled with Decepticons. To everybody’s shock, Starscream and Megatron stood side by side. The Autobots stared in shock. Starscream clearly had not cut the cables to Megatron so to speak. Optimus knew the Autobots were outnumbered, but were they outgunned? He gave the order to attack and quickly took on Soundwave and his five Minicons. A sound blast from Soundwave momentarily deafened him. He was struck from above by Megatron who unleashed several blasts from his fusion cannon. Optimus stumbled backward to avoid the second and third blast. The first blast had struck his chest. The energies had torn the armor plating, which had thankfully held. Another blast like that and the armor would be gone.
Jetfire antagonized Starscream while Powerglide and Cosmos teamed up to give Thundercracker a new meaning for headache. Starscream transformed in midair and landed on Jetfire. He was waiting for this, and blasted Starscream’s chest armor clean off of him. Starscream squealed in horror and transformed again. His F-15 eagle form protected his now exposed chest. Thunderwing sniggered, which quickly turned into a strangled mew of terror as Powerglide blasted his left wing to kingdom come. Cosmos was fighting Skywarp now. Thundercracker knew he was in for a painful landing. He didn’t expect an enraged F-15 silver, red, and blue eagle to ram through him as he went after Jetfire. This only served to toss Thundercracker right into Cosmos’s line of fire. Thundercracker got a front row seat to Cosmos charging him with his weapons blazing.
In the trailer, Altima listened to the sounds of the battle. Something slammed into the trailer from above. Altima tried to stifle her yelp. The door opened and something red crawled inside. Rollbar let loose with a shrill warning. He gunned his tiny engine and tried to sound threatening.
“Rollbar, it’s me, Cliffjumper!” Cliffjumper managed to close the door, “I’m hurt, and it is not going well out there!”
“Let me see.” Altima joined him, “It’s a busted axle. You’ll live. Hold still.” She placed her hands on either side of the break in the axle, “Matrix, give me strength.” Ever so slowly, the axle knitted itself back together. Altima slumped backward, panting.
“What did you do?” Cliffjumper asked.
“Father isn’t the only one who can use the Matrix. I tapped into it to fix you. It always tires me out so I can’t do it very often. Father can use it to bring back the dead. He has to be very careful because the power needed requires life force. I’m okay, I’m just exhausted.” Altima explained.
Outside, Optimus found himself caught between Megatron and Soundwave. It was all he could do to avoid their fire power. Megatron got in a lucky shot that caught Optimus on the shoulder and spun him around to be pounded by Soundwave. He crumbled to his knees.
“Any last words?” Megatron sneered, his cannon pointed at Optimus’s head.
“Why yes. Matrix Fusion!” Optimus glowed golden. When the light died down, he stood in the gold and blue Matrix Armor. His left hand folded into his wrist as the matrix blade sprouted from his arm. Optimus finished off Soundwave with a few rapid strikes. He spun in time to counter Megatrons mace. Back and forth the combatants flew both viving for the upper hand. Megatron leapt backwards out of range of the sword.
“Constructicons form Devastator!” he ordered.
“I’ll take Devastator! All of you take out the Decepticons! Jetfire, take out Megatron!” Optimus charged at the towering behemoth that was Devastator. With a grunt, Optimus leapt to drive the blade into Devastator’s knee. He found himself being grabbed and flung aside to land right in front of Megatron. Before Megatron could take the opportunity to strike Optimus, Jetfire swept him up into the sky where the Air Guardian rained fire on the Decepticon Leader. Optimus rolled to the left to avoid Starscream’s blast. Kicking his feet out, Optimus sent Starscream tumbling away. Optimus rose and rushed Devastator, who had taken out the entire left flank and was nearly done with the entire right flank. Optimus leapt, and called forward his rifle which was more powerful now thanks to the Matrix. He landed on the back of Devastators leg. Optimus scrambled up to the knee and opened fire. Devastator swatted him aside. Exhausted from the prolonged use of the matrix armor, Optimus decided. This would likely leave him unconscious, but he couldn’t think of another way. Optimus leapt straight up into the air and kept rising until he was above the battlefield. He opened his arms, his body glowing golden.
“Matrix, I call upon you to light our darkest hour. Please, don’t fail me now! Golden Matrix Annihilation!” The light exploded outwards, golden bullets raining on the Decepticons. No one saw Megatron transform. No one saw Thundercracker taking aim with Megatron. No one saw the purple energy surge from Megatrons muzzle to arc up into the golden light in the sky. Optimus felt a white hot searing pain spread across his chest. The shock broke his concentration and he plummeted to the ground below.
“It’s ready, mighty Megatron sir!” Bombshell raced toward Megatron excitedly, “We finished it!”
“Good.” Megatron strode toward Optimus who was struggling to get up. He reached down and grabbed the Autobot Leader by the neck, “This battle is over! You have lost, Prime! You see, one of your own turned traitor and led you to your own downfall!”
“What? Y-you’re lying, Megatron! The Autobots would never dare to betray me!” Optimus managed to turn his head a bit so he could see his teammates, “None of you would betray me!”
Optics flicked around, each trying to spot the autobot who would do something like this. Much optics showed fear. Ironhide glanced around, his cold gaze settling on Mirage. It had to be him!
“I do not lie, Prime. One of your own has betrayed you, and your cause. You have a Decepticon sympathizer in your ranks. How does it feel, knowing you can’t trust any of them, even your own daughter?” Megatron sneered.
“Altima would never do something like this!” Optimus roared, his optic’s blazing, “Which one of you was it? Which one of you turned on me?” his voice got quiet and his head hung as low as Megatron would allow it.
“Thrust, bring me your little discovery from his trailer!” Megatron ordered, “Why, is that fear I see, Optimus? Afraid for your own flesh and blood?” Thrust dragged a kicking and screaming Altima to Megatron, who planted his other hand around her neck, “A quick squeeze and she’ll be dead.” He increased the pressure around Altima’s neck, clearly enjoying the look of pure terror in Optimus’s optics. Altima’s kicking weakened.
“L-let her go, Megatron!” Optimus screamed, “She has nothing to do with this!” rage flared up through Optimus. Altima stopped moving all together. “YOU LET HER GO!”
Megatron only squeezed Altima’s neck tighter. He totally did not expect the heeled boot from the Cybertronian Princess in the crotch. Megatron was so surprised by the sudden move that he let go of Altima. She scrambled backward and was quickly taken by Sunstreaker who held her. He also whispered to her to help her calm down. Megatron managed to keep his choke hold on Optimus. He raised his cannon instead and pointed it at Sunstreaker and Altima. Sunstreaker pushed Altima behind him and glared at Megatron. He mentally dared Megatron to try and shoot at him. Megatron didn’t take the bait. He turned his cannon on Optimus. He sent an encoded message to his cannon which changed the current setting of kill to torture. Instead of firing a massive purple energy beam, the cannon would now fire a very narrow red beam of energy which would inflict massive amounts of agony on its targets. Optimus had resumed staring at Megatron, awaiting his next move. He too had been surprised by Altima’s sudden move. Megatron charged his cannon.
“I have won this war.” He snarled as his fusion cannon lit up with red energy. The Autobots all watched with horror as the energy lanced out to slam into Optimus’s damaged chest. It cut through the armor like it wasn’t even there. Half the Decepticons winced with all of the Autobots as Optimus screamed. Starscream instinctively covered his exposed chest. Megatron watched with amused interest as the Matrix responded to the torture by soothing the pain and healing some of the damage. Megatron suddenly plunged his hand into Optimus’s chest and ripped the Matrix from him. Optimus gasped in shock and agony as he was forced to feel the full effects of the earlier hit. Megatron let him go and blasted him again. Optimus writhed in agony on the ground, his body twitching as spasms raced through him.
“ENOUGH, MEGATRON!” Altima stepped in front of Sunstreaker, “NO MORE!” She ran to Optimus’s side, “Please, no more!” Optimus managed to roll to his side and he tried to push Altima away, but she refused to move, “Where ever you want us all to go, we’ll go! We won’t fight you anymore! Please, stop hurting my father!”
“She’s crazy!” a Decepticon gasped.
“You won, Megatron!” Altima rose to face the Decepticon Leader, “We will go where ever you want us to go! Earth is yours now! You won!”
“Altima, no…” Optimus struggled to his feet, “I’m down, but I’m not out!”
“It is okay, Father. We need to fall back and regroup for repairs.” Altima replied, “Everything will be okay.”
“I will send you to Cybertron.” Megatron decided, “You all will die slowly and painfully there! All weapons into a pile!”
With a lot of groaning, the Autobots complied. They were then lined up in a row before Bombshells warp gate.
“You can’t send us to Cybertron! The storms will kill us!” Sideswipe found his mouth covered by Sunstreaker.
“That is not going to help anything!” the yellow and black Autobot hissed at his twin brother.
Megatron only grinned. One by one, each Autobot was sent through the warp gate to Cybertron. Skywarp tore Altima away from Optimus’s side. Altima screamed and fought, but Skywarp was too strong for her. She found herself being dragged toward the warp gate. Megatron put up a hand.
“Not her, Skywarp. I want Optimus to watch her go through before he does. The other Autobots are first.” Megatron ordered.
Jetfire put up a fight in defiance, but the seekers subdued him with blows from their fists. Stunned, Jetfire was pushed through. The Seekers turned to Powerglide, who put up his hands and went quietly. Cosmos was next. As he went through, he tried to take Starscream with him, but ended up with a fistful of armor for his efforts. The medical team went next.
“Please, you have to let me repair Optimus! Otherwise, he won’t survive the jump in his state!” Ratchet pleaded, only to get shoved through by Thundercracker, who nearly went with him. He was saved by Skywarp. Red Alert went quietly. First Aid shocked the Decepticons by running through the gate. This gave Wheeljack a few precious seconds to try for the weapon pile, but Starscream picked him up and threw him into the gate. Inferno went quietly as did Hoist, Hound, Tracks, Trailbreaker, Brawn, Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, and Bumblebee. Cliffjumper, Jazz, Prowl, Bluestreak, Ironhide, and Gears all tried to dash for their weapons, but they were all caught by the constructicons and dumped through the gate. Mirage went invisible and gave the Decepticons a bit of a headache, but he was soon caught and chucked into the warp gate. Altima watched as the last few Autobots went quietly. Her turn had come. Megatron strode up to her and walked her to the warp gate. He had her face Optimus. His fusion cannon was on Altima.
“Say good bye to Optimus.” He ordered.
“Good bye, father! I’ll see you on Cybertron!” Altima fell backward and was through the gate as Megatron fired.
Optimus’s dim optics flared to life. He lunged to the side of the gate as he revealed his Energon axe. Before anyone could move, Optimus hacked up the lines feeding power to the gate. Megatron charged up his cannon to the max and changed it from torture to kill mode. A white hot wave of purple energy slammed into Optimus, lifting him up off his feet and propelling him through the gate as it shut down.
“It is over. I have won!” Megatron crowed in victory, “Time to create a Decepticon country and conquer this planet!”
The Decepticons all cheered.