Birth of a leader - Rewrite

So, my first story I wrote was a bit, let me say bad. But I think it had potential, so I decided to do a rewrite. I can't make any promisses, so don't expect to much of it. So, without further delay, here's the rewritei'm not good in introduction, just gave myself the wrost critic ever)

Birth of a Leader – rewrite

Season 1: Beginning of a new age

Chapter one: The empire’s hope

In the first days of a new cybertronian year, a prophesie was made. Not only the higher goods had interfeared with the real life, but the hands of an Autobot priest were colored black from energon. Priest Diogultha, protector of the holy scrolls, keeper of the secret, became torn apart between two legions. The faith of the transformers wasn’t his only concern, but the excistence of life, the universe and eventually, peace was resting on his shoulders.

‘As I clean my sword in the energon that ran trough your circuits my brother, you bestowed the wisdom of the future on me’, the body of Ultimus Prime shook one last time as Diogultha extracted his sword out of the spark of his former king.

The first and only king of Cybertron.The priest turned round and walked over to the giant window inside the royal chamber. His orders were to kill Ultimus, not for treatchery, but for peace. It was Ultimus himself that had ordered him to do it. The light of Cybertron’s moon shined upon Diogultha’s face. His optics narrowed, the blue light was nothing compared to the hatred he felt for his actions.

‘I’m sorry it had to be this way my king. But the stars don’t lie.’

As he cleaned his sword with the curtains, he felt the power of the upcoming prophesie running trough his circuits. The royal sacrifice was been approved. Their god Primus would grant him a look in the future. Diogultha’s optic computer shut down and the holy power gave him an image of pain, the lose of a father. The battle he saw, was burned on his optics. A firm Autobot, capable of leadership was bending over another body, the body of his father. With rage in his eyes, the robot would not succeed. So it was the prophesie told him to watch out for this son.

‘The day this youngster will be born, the stars will shine red and blue. His actions will determine the entire future of our race. His enemy will make him suffer as he feels the anger of pain. Find the missing key, and save it from the buriel grounds.’

Diogultha’s energy was drained together with the power of futuresight. His legs couldn’t cary the weight any more, they bend. His massive body fell down to the ground. The emergency program diddn’t start. His prophesie was only heared by the walls. But only the two fading sparks new that that night, the walls had ears.

***

The room of birth wasn’t really a chamber were crying babies laid down in little beds. But this was the place were new born sparks were granted a body. Five monitors lit the room, creating a shadow behind the controller of the computer. It had been for years now that a new twin spark was born. But they were seperated, a father had claimed a spark, saying he didn’t want the other one. So the unfortionate lonely spark was granted to the army. The sergeant who would take care of it stood next to the “bodymaster”.

‘So, is his future already decided, soldier?’
‘No, he doesn’t need to be a fighter, it will be his choice.’ Ex-haust replied to the other bot in the room.
‘So, no fighter…’ he punched some buttons and the body on the screen altered.
‘Than I should choose this prototype model. It has a low-class armor, but speed and strength are normal. He can always change his power if he wants to.’ Silverbot explained.
‘That would be fine, thanks I ow you one.’ Ex-haust placed his hand on Silverbot’s shoulder, after a few clics he walked over to the modification machine.
‘Within a few moments the spark will be merged into the body, you’ll only have to give him a name.’

The Autobot sergeant thought deeply as he placed a finger on his chin. His old red eyes closed and searched his data banks for any usefull names. None came up. Silently Silverbot came closer, his greyish color reflected a part of the light. His yellow optics were eager to see his creation.

‘Did you see the stars tonight?’ Silverbot joyfully jumped up and down on his toes, holding his hands behind his back.

The jet engins weren’t a big problem. His friend looked down on him and Silverbolt could tell he didn’t understand the question.

‘Maybe Optimus. That would do well, it isn’t a common name here on Cybertron, not in Iacon for I’m certain.’ He transformed into his jet mode and flew off. The energon trail in the air slowely vanished as the engine’s lights disappeared in the dark. Ex-haust liked the name, made him think about the legend of Primus. “Once, Primus thought he needed a fourtheenth son, so he called him Optimus Prime, he should be a great leader.” Well, that was the part of the Legend he still knew.

‘Optimus… Yes, that should do it.’ The merging of the spark was done and the machine stopped working. A blue light came out of the dark tunnel. The table started to move and a body left the tunnel. As the optics of the new born transformer left the tunnel they shone brave and full of life. Only one word lay on its lipes: ‘Optimus’.

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so cool it nice to rember prime when he was born

My first tought about this story was that Optimus, just like any pther transformer, started from nothing, so he needed to learn everything, and that's what this story's about.

Chapter 2: The Council split's

The dark room above one of the citadels of Iacon was silent, it didn't brought any peace along, but an evil darkness. In the middle stood one metal chair, rough and unfinished. One moniter hovered in front of it. The window in the screen showed a surveillance camera. The video showed an Autobot sergeant bending over a protoform, inserting a key with possible alt-mode's for his proportions. After the scanning was clear, a form was picked and the body shifted. Together they left the room.

'Rewind and play, again', the metallic voice carried throughout the room. The robot placed his finger on the screen, and touched a short-cut. Another window popped up as the video played again.

'Download data, compare with other Autobot data-files in the banks. Extract information from genesis closet. Leave no trail.'

A beeping sound confirmed his order. The Decepticon strangeled his fingers and looked at the data flow in front of his nose. Their wasn't anything sweeter than pure data, a snack for his processor. His optics beated with every power surge trough the screen. He couldn't wait for his plan to go in action. A red light above the door signed him someone was coming. He pressed a button on the screen and it hovered away. The door opened and a small but wide robot entered.

'Council member Leon, your appointment is here.'

Leon wove him away with his fingers in approvement. As the Transformer turned around and tried to close the door, Leon said something that made him wait.

'Inferno, bring the appointment here, cancel all the other appointments, don't even open for the citadel master.'
'Yes sir Leon.' Inferno left the room and closed the door.

Council member Leon placed his hands on his legs. He looked in himself and played the surveilliance video again. He had to know if the prophesie was right. Again the red light went off and the door opened. Leon stood up and turned himself to the door. A larger robot entered with a protoform behind him. The red optics of the new transformer looked at the ground but it already seemed if they were filled with hatred and desire to fight. The Decepticon in front of the protoform bowed and almost touched the ground with his head.

'I bring you Megatron my liege, as you ordered I installed the program you desired. Succesfully of course.' He raised his torso again and the same gaze was noticeball in his eyes. But there was something else too, a gaze filled with.. fatherhood, a dad who didn't want to give away his son. Leon noticed it and smirked, as he came closer, he looked deeply in Omegatron's optics. The Decepticon slowly stepped back and lowered himself to one knee.

'Do I see rebelion inside you?' Leon slowly walked round him.
'If so, the laws are strict and painfull', he seemed to enjoy that last word as he stopped in front of Omegatron.
'No my liege, I would never disobey you. I wouldn't dare to gamble with my circuits.'
'Good...', Leon layed his hands on Omegatron's shoulder and looked at the protoform.
'Megatron', the new Decepticon ally raised his head to look at his master.
'It's time to choose your alt-mode.

Megatron nodded, but his optics were empty, there was no soul. A lifeless drone, created only to obey order. The perfect pupet.

***

Across the table sat the most important leaders of Iacon. No one was abscent, except member Leon. A irritating sound went trough the room as everyone spoke at the same time. It was dissaprooving. No one seemed to be happy with his absence. A knock on the door abrupted the conversation, it was Inferno, the servant of Leon.

'I am sorry to tell all yopu Council members that Member Leon has been interrupted. he can not come here, He has more important things to do.'
Every 'Former in the room was astonished, the rudeness. There only was one rule for this happenings; immediate exit. Leon was fired as a council member. There was nothing more important than a meeting in the First Citadel of Iacon.
Inferno left the room and transformed in his truck mode, his engine roared as he drove off to his work again. After a few cycles of driving he received a message.

'Inferno, Leon speeking, I want you to track down Starscream. I got a mission for him.'

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Still a bit struggeling with the rewrite, but I know one thing for sure, after the next chapter, nothing is gonna be the same as the original story that was placed before this one on the boards. Enjoy the next chapter.

Chapter 3: A Cybertronian Day

Iacon, a big and beautiful city. More a country if you would compare. Filled with tall skycrapers and citadels. The energy stations were for once desserted, they wern’t used anymore after the invention of energon-packs. Small packs of energon that fitted in the belt of a Transformer. Ex-Haust and Optimus drove by a station, the heavily armed battle vehicle stopped and transformed. His body shifted and metal parts shove around, a head popped out and the arms clapped open from the back. The military sergeant pushed himself up as his legs were still forming. He waited until Optimus did the same. The son’s eyes were glowing heavily, he was downloading information from the databanks already. He seemed to be a fast-learner.

‘What’s a Prime. I can’t seem to find any other information about that term.’ He placed his finger against his heasd and turned the disk at the side of his head around.

‘A Prime is a leader. He or she would be the carrier of a holy artefact called the Matrix. Channeling the energy of the Allspark.’ Ex-haust walked closer and placed his hand on Optimus’ shoulder.

‘It has been a long time there was a Prime.’
‘I want to be one’, said Optimus smiling a bit, as far as it was possible for a robot without a soul. Ex-Haust laughed and pulled his son with him to the energy stations.

Optimus looked around and tried to download as many information he could read. Ex-Haust just enjoyed the enviroment. This was one of the last places on the planet were the technology hadn’t taken over everything. This was one of the last places were the stars could be seen, they weren’t covered by the Great Roof that was slowly growing over the planet.
A yellow car dragged over the open road from the station and transformed. The speed of his momentum threw the robot in the air. When it was fully transformed a blue robot ran closer to the jumping one and jumped himself. He placed his foot inside the strangeled hands of the yellow robot and jumped again. He stretched his legs and closed his legs for a freefall. After a few clics he transformed into a small jet. The jets ignited and the machine soared through the air, it turned ‘round a building and broke the fall of the yellow Transformer. Slowly both of them landed and yelled it out from pleasure. Their trick had worked.

‘Nice move boys, testing your engine’s I suppose?’ Asked Ex-Haust as he neared the two youngsters.
‘Not quite sire, we are practicing our group feeling, we think it’s important that we can rely blindly on each other incombat.’ The blue robot answered politly.
‘Aah, come on Prowl, we are practiging to hoock up with some fembots, yeah’, the yellow bot – named Bumblebee – bragged prowdly.

Prowl’s optics shot fire, Bumblebee apparently didn’t knew the rang of Ex-Haust. But the Autobot sergeant wasn’t angry, he laughed.

‘That’s a very good remark you’ve got there Prowl, it’s indeed very important that you can rely on each other. Now, could you do me a favor?’ The sergeant slowly turned around and made room for his son Optimus.
‘My son here is a new spark, his body hasn’t been fully tested, and I saw that you two have a good controle over your bodies. So could you give my son a test?’ Optimus’ head jumped up from his downwards look and his optics widend. Bumblebee grinned and Prowl moved his leg.
‘Why not’, Bumblebee bursted forward to Optimus and his upperarm shifted to an electric charged sword and he took a swing at Optimus. The surprised Autobot let his wheels clap down and skidded backwards. He jumped back on his hands and made a flip, his tires crashed into the sword. The electricity became grounded on the rubber. For a moment they stood still, Optimus anticipated and spinned his wheels. Bumblebee was catapulted in the air. Prowl catched him in his alt-mode and flew back to Optimus who was transforming. The Cybertronian truck drove off at full speed. Prowl could easily follow him and made a barrel roll. Bumblebee landed on Optimus’ cabine. Again he transformed and grabed Bumblebee, whom he threw in the ground. Prowl covered his buddy with cross-fire. Optimus quickly reacted with his cyber-shield. It wasn’t big but it defended his armor against the plasma bullets. Bumblebee took the advantage and crawled away. Prowl flew over and circled around. Optimus de-activated his shield and scanned his body for more weapons. His leg compartment opened and a gun appeared. His left arm transformed into an axe. He checked his two new weapons and nodded. That would do. He grabed the gun and aimed for Bumblebee. Prowl noticed the manouvre and took a dive spin. The cooling holes in the gun started to glow red. The heat was visiuable. Prowl transformed and unleashed his aura-blades. The gun was slashed into two and optimus already reacted with his axe. Bumblebee interfeared with his own sword and pushed Optimus back. Prowl stepped in front of Bumblebee and raised his plasma rifle. Optimus rolled to his side when Prowl pulled the trigger. He pushed himself up and scanned for more weapons in his system. His chest opened and an ion beam charged up. Bumblebee transformed and speeded round his oponnent, Prowl took it to the air and made circles above the enemy. Optimus’ main frame was calculating every possible move, his head turned in every directions, his optics widened. The two Autobots kept circling around him. Prowl aimed his gun and fired near Optimus’ foot, he jumped up and Bumblebee attacked. The yellow bot grabed optimus from the back and held on tight.

‘Now Prowl!’ His comrade listened and jumped towards Optimus and landed in front of the Autobot and his arms shifted to laser guns and aimed at Optimus’ head.
The strained warrior let his energon flew and fired his ion beam. The pure blue energy stream errupted and sparkles jumped out.
Prowl dropped himself and Bumblebee let loose on Optimus. Imediatly he grabed his axe again, his chest closed and the blue light of his spark disappeared.
A clapping sound came closer, Optimus turned his head and saw Ex-Haust, he was very happy. The military sergeant thanked the two youngsters and walked over to Optimus.

‘That was good my son. I’ve asked Prowl and Bumblebee to test your skills. I know them from the city patrol, they’ve just signed in and are very talented.’

Optimus holstered his weapons his mouthplate disappeared. The look in his eyes was still empty, it was like he didn’t care.

‘What’s next?’ Ex-haust became a bit worried, after that test, they’d ussually devolophed a personnal soul. Maybe the spark had to adjust to the body some longer.

‘Why don’t you go in the city with Prowl and Bumblebee. I still have some busness to do.’ The two young bots looked at each other and nodded. They hadn’t got any problems with that. Optimus also nodded and followed the two.

***

A few miles away two Autobots were looking at the little fight. Both were cloaked and didn’t say a word. Behind them stood three minions. Silent as them and no visible sign of life. One of them terminated his cloaking program and looked back.

‘Will it work?’ he asked at his companion.
‘Time will tell. I only hope it happens faast, we’ll gonna need him. Not only for leading.’ A pair of red eyes behind him opened and the robot growled silently. His masters didn’t heard it.
‘Will he be strong enough to carry the weight?’ His friend shook his head.
‘Who will tell? For the sake of the planet, I hope. For his further life, I hope not.’

Without making any noise, they left, followed by their three minions. The leader of the three growled and made up a plan in his head. It wasn’t a good plan for now, but everything had yet to fall in place. In his head he knew what was wright. Me Grimlock, me KING!

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It seems to me that I havn't post another chapter in quite some time. Sorry for that, was a bit busy with some stories on fanfiction.net. I'll try to post a new chapter one of these days.

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so as promised, a slightly longer than normal, chapter four. Enjoy

Chapter 4: Loss of a soul

The Autobot academy was one of the biggest buildings in Iacon, the Autobot symbol shone above the gate. The entire building was made out of stone, the fabric could only be found on a distant planet. The council room was the biggest room in the school. In the middle there was giant rectangluar table. It had eighteen metal chairs. One for each tudor. Ex-haust stood in front of the window, looking at the Giant Roof. He missed the dark sly, the unlimitted universe. He searched for a hole, unlikly to find.

‘Is there something wrong old friend?’ the Autobot sergeant hadn’t heard the door sliding.

Ex-Haust turned his head, it was Orion Pax. The leader of Autobots. His old servo’s and engine carried a lot of wisdom. But it took toll on his movements. The wise robot came closer, slow even for his age.

‘I’ve been looking at that roof for 7 billion solar cycles now Ex-Haust, and even I havn’t found a hole. Stop waisting energon. The Roof is growing my friend. It’s unstopable.’

The younger Autobot new his master was wright. The Roof won’t stop growing, even scientist didn’t know why. Ex-Haust sighed and turned towards his master.

‘The planet is alive, his core has stabelised, you know what that means.’
‘Yes, our death. But we all have to die one time. Don’t we’, Orion Pax looked at thetube at the other end of the room. It contained a body of a great warrior, the first and only king of Cybertron. The uniter of Autobot and Decepticon. They still lived among each other, but there was some sort of spark between the two factions. The body belonged to Ultimus Prime, he had given his spark for peace. He had proven himself worthy of a leader. He had ended a war between factions with his own life.

‘I believe in destiny Orion Pax, so why is mine so shaded?’ The Autobot sergeant unfolded his arms and turned to his master. His optics were closed, he searched for the beats of his spark. The warmth of it filled his soul with disbelieve.

‘Why does my son have soul?’ Orion Pax looked up from the question. His old face managed to create a smile. The deep blue optics simulated a deep sence of time a space. He placed his red hand on the shoulder of Ex-Haust.

‘I thought you’d already figured that out. Optimus is a good kid, or else his faction sign would already changed to purple.’ A knock disturbed the conversation. Ex-Haust guided orion Pax to the door and the old Autobot gave one last look to his old friend. He opened the door, to Ex-Haust’s surprise it was Optimus.

‘I see you have a visitor, I’ll leave you alone.’ Orion Pax walked to the door and gave Optimus an aproving look.

Optimus closed the door behind him as a polite gentleman. Ex-Haust loosened his servo’s and leaned against the table.

‘father, can we go look at the bio-engineering lab? I’m interested in these research facilities.’
Ex-Haust grinned, for a moment he could see some emotion in the optics of his son.

‘Of course. Come, we’ll take the alteration route.’ He pushed a button beside the door and a path opened to a road inside the school. Several Autobot students and sergeants were driving it in their alt-modes. Ex-haust transformed in his battle truck and Optimus followed in his own truck mode.

***

The bio-engineering lab was a newly improvement to the Autobot Academy, several scientists had discovered a new age, like they called it. Ex-haust and Optimus arrived at the giant door and immediatly they heard a great roar. The room shaked heavy and the lights went out for a second.

‘What in Primus’ name was that?’ Asked Ex-haust out loud when he grabed his plasma rifle and ion shield. His aiming program ran on full capacity, his readings didn’t show any strange signals.

‘Organic levels are off the roof father. What should we do.’ The emotion less voice abrupted his father’s stiffness.
‘In heavens sake, grow some soul my boy, what’s wrong with you.’ Optimus turned his head a bit. How was it possible, the absence of a soul made his fysical powers better, his research program was better and he could download way to many information within nanoclicks.
‘What’s a soul?’ Ex-haust’s hope fell in a black hole, if the boy didn’t even know what a soul was, then when could he ever develope one.

The roar sounded again and an Autobot scientist burst trough the wall. Ex-haust ran into the chamber and let loose on his weapon. Broken bottles lay everywhere, a green gas filled the room and started eat away some metal tables. The military sergeant closed his airvents and activated his filter so his internal functions wouldn’t be affected. Then something pulled his attention, a great black spot at the corner of his sight.

‘In Primus’ name’, A gigantic organic beast was ravaging trough the room. It was twice as big as Ex-haust. It seemed to be some ape like creature. He had seen such a beast before, in a report of planet scouts. If he remembered correctly, it was called a gorilla. Suddenly the beast stopped ravaging and looked dazeled. His eyes shifted color and a strange noise errupted from inside off the beast, it sounded like a robotic scream.

‘Primal, at ease, control your self!’ Shouted the head scientist. He came running in with some strange tube attached to a needle. He didn’t ran far, the beast quickly raised his arm and punched the scientist away.

‘That thing has a name?’ yelled Ex-Haust back. He ducked and grabbed his rifle from the ground and aimed for the heart. He didn’t realize the Autobot couldn’t hear what the sergeant had said. The rubble had blocked his audio receptors.

Optimus pushed the gun down and looked down at his father. He shook his head. Ex-haust looked at his son, what was he up to? Optimus stepped closer to the gorilla. The beast stepped back a bit. It seemed to be afraid of the Autobot without a soul. It opened it’s mouth and tried to say something in Cybertronians. It sounded a bit cracky.

‘Where’s.. your.. soul, I can’t.. feel.. your.. your.. .. .. being’, The beast lifted his arm and touched Optimus’ spark area.
‘What do you mean with soul?’ Optimus touched the gorilla hand with his own.

The beast quickley grabbed his head and seemed to be trying to pull it off. He growled fiersome, several cracks were heard. It fell to his knees and opened his eyes again.

‘Come on.. Maximize! Maximize!’ Suddenly a great cloud of steam left his neck, shoulders, crotch, back and feet area. They all shifted and turned, his head lowered and his arms and legs transformed to a robotic essence. On the back canons jumped up to the shoulders. A blue head piece appeared and ligt blue optics opened. The head of the beast mode shifted some more to red chest plate. A white cirlce in the midst of the plate showed a new faction symbol.

‘Ahh, the pain, let it stop!’ Primal let loose on his head from the moment the head scientist injected an energon shot in his mainframe. The Autobot had managed to stand up again. Optimus stepped back to Ex-Haust, whom was shocked, he just saw an organic being transformed.

‘Sorry for what you had to see, this is our new project. Optimus Primal approved to be a test subject. He’s the first Maximal, an organic Autobot. The only problem is controlling his beast form and the pain when transforming. His circuits havn’t adjusted yet to the organic matter. You see it’s all a matter of bio-adjusting the spark compatibility and adjusting the..’ Optimus Primal placed his hand on the head scientist’s mouth.

‘They are not interested. But I’m interested in this boys soul. Where is it?’
‘We don’t know.’ Responded Ex-Haust after coming back to senses.

The Maximal was shocked himself, he looked at Optimus again. He came closer and touched the spark area again. He used his animal senses and found nothing inside. No soul, no emotion. Primal lowered his arm and walked over to the sergeant. He grabed his shoulder and guided him to a further place away from Optimus.

‘You’re sure he isn’t one of those cyborg engineers for the mines?’ Anger raised within Ex-Haust’s spark.
‘How dare you to speek about my son like that! I’m sure he is a normal Autobot!’ The angry father made a move to step back but Optimus Primal stopped him.
‘Maybe his processor is stil in the protoform stage, he could still be evolving. I can ask around here in the tech lab, maybe the professor now more about this.’ Primal turned his face towards the young Optimus.
‘Let’s hope he has a soul, for an Autobot without a soul, is a being without a life.’

***

Somewhere at the other end of the planet, far beyond the Metal See and the Iron Mountains. The base of the Decepticons was located here. After the War of Sparks where Ultimus Prime had given his spark, the Decepticons have lived in peace with the Autobots, but they rather lived in solem silence. This was the only place where the Great Roof hadn’t grown yet. The council chamber inside the Castle of Rage was empty besides the throne. The Decepticon Leon hadn’t arrived yet do to his exit out off the Council. The door of the council opened. Megatron came in and walked over to the throne, he punched a button on the chair and a screen hovered by. An intercom link popped up and Megatron inserted Leon’s code.

‘I’ve arrived my liege, waiting for further commands.’ The screen cakcled a bit when the message was send. The vibration line started to tremble when Leon answered to his servant.
‘Very well, now alternate your vehicle mode to a battle cruiser in the docks. Then enter the code I gave you into the mainframe of the Castle of rage.’ Megatron nodded and ended the program.

Leon accelerated on his path over the Metal See. His plans were falling in place, he had only have to rely on Starscream. Hopefully he would forfill his task.

***

The Decepticon bountyhunter Starscream sat on a rooftop, observing the croud below him. His red optics scanned the entire area. It has been a long time since he had been here. He felt like his freedom was taken away from him since there was the Giant Roof now. He sighed in disgust when he looked up. He transformed in his jet mode and flew down silently. Since there was restriction of flying below the 100 miles, he transformed again and let his foot jets do the rest. He hovered down and landed on the ground. No one looked up, it was perfectly normal on Cybertron for a plane to walk amongst the other citizens. He acted normal so he wouldn’t fall out. He walked down the streets, straight towards his goal. The Autobot academy. It didn’t took long before he arrived. The Academy rose up behind the buildings, it was easy to know where the main rchamber was. The big glass window showed the entire room. Immediatly his scanners located an Autobot in the room, a name appeared in his optical processor: Optimus. Starscream smiled and started to run.

***

Optimus looked down at the street, the entrance hall of the Academy. Again he was downloading information from the wireless databank of the Academy. His father stood at the door, checking his son. Thanks to Primal and the scientists he knew Optimus was still in his protoform phase. He was still discovering his neoro circuits. His soul was still learning. Ex-Haust was grateful, his son was perfectly normal.Suddenly somewhere down the street a purple flash coloured the buildings. A great strike of thunder broke the heavins in two and destroyed the glass window. Rubble and dust flew trough the room. Ex-Haust had quickley searched for cover. He hadn’t seen his son flying trough the air. Optimus lay down on the ground next to the body of Ultimus Prime. He opened his optics and felt the room shaking, it was an aftershock of the attack. He looked to his right, his father was crawling over to him. He raised his arm, he had lost his perspective and couldn’t calculate the distance. Optimus closed his fingers in an effort to grab hold on his father. Again there was a strike of thunder, but this time it hit Ex-Haust, a Decepticon flew into the room and landed on the sergeant. They started a fight. Optimus tried to push himself up, but it didn’t work.

‘No, Optimus, this is not your fight’, said a voice behind him. Optimus looked back and searched for the speaker.
‘Why? It is a bountyhunter. The laws obey me to..’
‘The laws are futile in cases like this. Listen to me and get out of here.’ Optimus managed to stand up and looked at the fallen body of Ultimus Prime. He came closer and bend trough his knees.
‘Yes my son, it is me that speaks trough your head. I, Ultimus Prime command you to leave!’ Optimus opened his leg compartment and grabbed his gun.
‘Why should I listen to a sparkless body, according to laws of fysics it is impossible for you to speak.’ The eyes of the sparkless body started to shine a deep blue color. The body rose itself and spoke with a divine tone.
‘My soul still lives within this coccoon, it is up to you to forfill the prophesie!’ Optimus felt a growing anger inide himself for the first time. He jumped with brute force to the flying body.
‘No! He’s my father!’ From the moment the two Transformers made contact a blue flash abrupted the fight between Ex-Haust and Starscream. Both looked at the two body laying on top of each other. Optimus pushed himself up and turned around the same blue light shone in his optics, he closed them and opened them again. The blue light had vanished, but there was something new in his eyes. The young Autobot raised his fist and looked at it. A strange sort of energy radiated from his body.

‘What is this.. feeling?’ Optimus lowered his fist and looked at the two robots.
Ex-haust was astonished, he almost forgot about the fight. ‘He has a soul.’
‘I have a soul?’ Optimus raised his both hands and then looked at Starscream who had stood up.
‘You’ve attacked my father, bounty hunter. It’s time for you to pay.’


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so cool to have yuo back pal i missed yuor stoires a lot

That part of the story wasn't bad infact it was even better than mine as I too write stories from the either Transformers Energon or Transformers Cybertron