Well, I've had this idea for awhile now and have only really just started to write it. It is basically a complete re-imagining of the Transformer story. It will be a bit like the Idw format, in the way that it will contain Spotlights and on-going story arcs. It will also include character bios eventually. So anyway. I hope you enjoy and post any comments which you have about it, whether they are good or bad. Spotlight: Optimus Prime Cybertron, my planet, as ruler of Cybertron, I Optimus Prime have guided the Transformer race into a new golden age. My people used to be a war faring species, I saw the horrors which we inflicted upon countless civilisations and races first hand, that was back in the dark days, before I became leader and when Cryotek was ruler. I used to enjoy the pain and suffering which I caused to these people, I used to think that they deserved it. Until one day, on the planet Quintessa, as I was attacking a place of worship for the planet’s inhabitants that I came across a relic of theirs known as The Matrix. Still to this very day, I don’t know why, but I reached out for it and placed it in my chest. As it slotted into place, I grew larger, stronger and wiser, The Matrix showed me the error of my ways and made me realise that Cryotek must be stopped. So I got on the first shuttle I could and I headed back to Cybertron to confront Cryotek. As was our tradition back then, a leader could only be replaced if he was beaten in a battle to the death, so I challenged Cryotek, who was surprised that I, one of his closest allies would challenge him, but nevertheless he accepted. Nobody expected me to win, in fact nobody thought I’d last longer than a minute, they thought I’d be ripped to shreds almost immediately. The day of the battle arrived and as I entered the arena I looked at my fellow Cybertronians in horror as they called for my oil to cover the arena. Cryotek offered me the chance to have my life spared and for all of this to be forgotten but I knew I couldn’t. Cryotek had to be stopped, no matter the cost. The battle began and Cryotek came straight for me, with surprising savagery. But I had The Matrix and despite starting off well, Cryotek was no match for me. With Cryotek destroyed I became the leader of the Transformers and the first thing I did was to recall all of our soldiers from whatever planet they were attacking and I put an end to the fighting. This was not a popular move however and I was forced to employ my own bodyguard, a Transformer called Ironhide. Millennia passed, but thanks to The Matrix I was able to keep Ironhide and myself at our peak conditions. Although at first, everyone hated me, over time they realised that my way was the right way and over even more time, I managed to make relationships between the Transformers and other races work well. Over the years The Matrix has helped me through some hard times, like when my second in command, Alpha Trion, mysteriously disappeared, The Matrix chose a new Transformer, one who at the time was still quite young, a Transformer called Ultra Magnus. Over the years Magnus became very good at his job and became one of my closest friends. During the more recent years of my leadership, Cybertron has been the perfect planet, not a single crime or act of violence. So it shocked my circuits to the core when one day, a small child was murdered and his oil was used to paint the building next to him in the word Megatron. Megatron. That name kept running through my head. Megatron had been a Transformer who I had fought alongside and had become one of my closest friends before I found The Matrix. When I destroyed Cryotek though and halted the slaughters I had offered Megatron the job of being my bodyguard. A job which he had turned down. I’ll never forget that moment. “You’re a fool Prime, I wouldn’t consider protecting your useless body to save my own life!” He had said with contempt before he spat on me and walked off. “We’ll meet again Prime, but this time not as allies, oh no, this time it will be as enemies and I promise you now, when that day arrives, I will tear you apart with my own two hands.” And I hadn’t seen or heard of Megatron ever since. I just assumed that over the millennia he had simply rusted away, but it would seem that now he was back. The thought that also kept running through my head was that it was an impostor, for without the Matrix it was impossible to survive that long. But then I remembered the child, ripped in two, Megatron’s name on the wall, spelt with his oil. And I remembered just how Megatron would do the same thing to the people he killed during the battles and I realised that there couldn’t be anyone else. A few weeks passed and nothing happened, somehow I managed to convince myself that it was a hoax and that Megatron was dead after all. Then Magnus rushed into my room one day and destroyed my life. “Sir, I have some bad news,” he’d said to me. “Well, spit it out then,” I’d replied. “Um, Optimus, I don’t know how to tell you this, but as of two nano-clicks ago, we are at war,” “What! At war! Who with?” I was panicked, I’d worked so hard to achieve piece only to have it shattered. “With a group of Transformers calling themselves The Decepticons sir,” Magnus had told me. I couldn’t believe it, The Decepticons, the group name of the faction Megatron and I had been a part of all those years ago. That name just about confirmed it for me, Megatron was back. I was silent, I couldn’t think of anything to say. “Are you alright sir, I mean, considering the circumstances?” “Um… What, sorry. Um, yes I’m fine… considering the circumstances… Um, tell me Magnus, do these ‘Decepticons’ have a leader?” “Yes sir, he goes by the name of Megatron and he is believed to be the same person who killed the child,” I went silent again. Megatron was back and he was ready for his revenge. “Tell me old friend, how many Decepticons are there?” I’d asked. “At the moment, we aren’t sure, but the estimate is about 500,000, maybe more or maybe less.” “Well, that’s just Prime.” I’d said.