Chapter 18 Within the Predacon Command Center, Megatron watches the holographic display of the aerial battles within Cybertron’s airspace, and watching the unit count increase for the Maximals. “Release the Insecticons.” Holo-Megatron bellows. Frenzy taps away at his console. Underneath the surface of Cybertron, SilverBlade continues to slowly make his way through the long lines of deactivated Insecticon drones. He finally sees the last few rows of Insecticon drones that he has to get through, when he hears them being activated with a deep digital sounding ‘beep’, one by one, in rapid succession. “Slag..” He whispers to himself as the Insecticon drones turn their heads towards him. He extends his claws and begins to slash, claw, and punch his way through the Insecticon drones towards the exit. Deeper within Cybertron, Rhinox, Wheeljack, Perceptor and Ratchet are at the consoles. Rhinox and Perceptor try to concentrate their hacking efforts on reprogramming the Predacon drones, while Wheeljack and Ratchet are trying to free the imprisoned Maximals. Rhinox tapped on his console to display a video feed from the ground skirmishes happening between the new drones and the Maximals and their allies. “The regenerative armor seems to be keeping up. Let’s hope it can hold out until we can reprogram the drones.” He looks at his primary screen again to continue his hacking efforts. “How are you two doing?” Wheeljack’s fingers are a blur across the holographic keyboard. “I’m getting there. One more firewall to bust through.” In the Predacon Command Center, Holo-Megatron looks to his screen, then to Frenzy. “Why haven’t the Insecticon drones appeared yet?” Frenzy looked at the camera footage. “They have engaged a Maximal. He’s moving too quickly to get a proper read, my lord.” “Over-ride that command. Take them to the surface. This Maximal is mine.” The holographic head of Megatron dissipates. SilverBlade rips apart one of the Insecticon drones and jumps through the flying pieces. He lands on his feet and notices that the Insecticon drones begin to fly out through various doors. “Interesting..” He scans the room “Computer, direct me to Megatron’s throne room, using previously known maps of Cybertron.” His eyes flash and he runs towards one of the exits. “We have a situation down here!” the Maixmal flagship receives the message from the ground. Magnus and Rodimus look towards the holographic projection in the room, showing an outpouring of Insecticons coming out from various spots and engaging the Maximal ground troops. The rest of the Maximal allies send in the fleet of star fighters almost immediately to engage the Insecticons while the Maximal and Organic ground troops press on towards the Predacon Citadel. The metallic streets of Cybertron are filled with Maximals, humanoids in different designed exoskeletons based on their homeworlds (Humans, Cardassians, Bajorans, Klingons, Galactic Republic, from all planets and races), lines of Protoss Zealots and other close-combat units lead the way as the other soldiers with long range weapons continue to fire on Predacon ground troops. Predacon flyer drones are picked off from the sky as more and more of the sky fills up with Predacon holo-drones to replace the physical drones. “Focus your weapons on the ground troops.” Shockwave’s voice is heard from the com systems of the Aerial Generals. They then command their own fleets to concentrate their firepower on the soldiers approaching the Citadel. The Maximal flyers, along with the fleets of their allies chase after them and continue to destroy drone after drone. The Inteceptors from the Protoss Carriers chase the Predacon Pyramid Fighters and the Predacon Sweeps as they try to engage the Maximal ground army. From within the Predacon Command Center, Shockwave looks at the holo-projection of the battle on the streets. He looks to the Predacons as the consoles “Release the tanks.” Down in the streets, away from the battle, sections of the metallic roads lower down to form ramps, allowing dozens of Predacon-inspired tanks to emerge, and drive towards the main battleground. Within the Bridge of the Maximal flagship, Goldbug notices something on his screen. He zooms in on a spot and runs some scans. He is horrified at the data coming back to him. “Rodimus, this is something you must see.” Goldbug swipes his hand in the air to transfer the image from his screen, to the main holo-projector in the middle of the Bridge. “Predacon Tanks are rolling towards our troops. The scans show they will do considerable damage to the regenerative armor.” “How much damage?” Rodimus asks. “They can take out 25 soldiers with the regen armor out in three shots. The regen armor can not regenerate fast enough to withstand a fourth shot. There are dozens of tanks out there. We will take considerable losses, perhaps the entire battalion.” “Slag. This is NOT good.” Rodims says. “Contact the Protoss, have ten of their Arbiters fly-by to cover our units in a cloaking field, and to use stasis fields on the tanks.” “Consider it done.” Goldbug salutes, as various crew members perform the tasks given to them. In the skies of Cybertron, a fierce aerial battle between the Maximal Alliance and the Predacons. More Predacon Sweeps and Pyramid fighters are falling than non-Predacons, the Predacon holo-projector units are continuously at their maximum output, as well as more Insecticon and Predacon drones are pouring out of the planet. A group of ten Protoss Arbiters, plus ten Cybertronian Starfighters meet up in the sky and fly their way towards the Maximal ground forces. This group seems to go unchallenged, as no Predacon unit tries to intercept. A few dozen Insecticon drones begin to converge on the Arbiters and Starfighters. The Starfighters immediately begin to defend the Arbiters from the drones. ‘We’re under heavy attack!’ is heard collectively through the telepathic abilities of the Protoss on the Protoss flagship. One of them looks towards the other, older member. ‘What do we do, General Tassadar?’ ‘Carriers’ A single Protoss Carrier begins to hover over towards the Arbiters and Cybertronian Starfighters. As the Arbiters take severe damage because the Cybertronian Starfighters are outnumbered, the Arbiters launch spherical shapes at seven of the Predacon tanks. These spheres explode above the tanks and cover them with an electric blue shield, before the majority of the Arbiters crash into highrises of Cybertron. “Seven stasis shields are in place.” Goldbug says to Rodimus. “That just leaves three. I hope our boys can do their job on time.” Rodimus says as he looks to Magnus. SilverBlade’s energy claws slice through the door to Megatron’s throne room, and he sees the throne, with the back turned towards the door. He grabs some wires coming out of Firewing’s neck and tosses it at the side of the throne. He sees an arm reach down to grab the decapitated head. “He was my best General and best fighter after you became a traitor. I didn’t think you would have the strength to kill your brother.” Megatron’s voice is heard coming from the throne. “He is more aggressive, I am the strongest.” SilverBlade replies. “Do you have any last words before I kill you, Maximal?” Megatron asks, as the throne turns to face Silver “One shall stand. One shall fall.” SilverBlade replies, indicating that he is willing to die while fighting his former master. “You know you can never defeat me, so why throw away your life so recklessly?” Megatron asks. “That is a question you should ask yourself, Megatron!” SilverBlade says angrily as he activates all of his knuckle-claws. “I’ll rip out your optics!” Megatron rushes towards SilverBlade, who slashes at Megatron’s face. Megatron’s face looks partially destroyed but it re-forms quickly. “Isn’t it frustrating, to know that you are fighting a hologram?” Megatron mocks Silver, as he grabs Silver by the neck and tosses him to the ground. Megatron charges his arm cannon, but Silver springs to his feet to slash at the cannon, causing it to flicker off and on, while the hologram resets. “I can do this all day, Megatron.” SilverBlade says in contempt. “You’re only delaying the inevitable. I can’t be destroyed, you can!” Megatron mocks him again, as Megatron’s punch lands square in Silver’s face, knocking him to the side. SilverBlade swings his claws again at Megatron, going right through the waist, only for Megatron’s waist to re-form again. Megatron grabs Silver’s neck and tosses him against the wall, creating a massive dent. Silver stands up, firing at Megatron again, only for those shots to whip right through the holographic Megatron. End of Chapter 18
Chapter 19 Optimus Primal, SilverBolt, Air Razor, and Powerglide are escorted down a metallic hallway by a dozen Predacon guards towards the exit, and then they are forced to walk to the end of a collapsible platform that is above a deep pit with thousands of Sharkticons swimming down below. Onboard the Maximal Flagship, Cliffjumper calls out. “Rodimus, Sir. I found Primal, SilverBolt, Air Razor and Powerglide.” “Where?” Rodimus asks as he walks over to Cliffjumper’s console. “Right here” He points to an image on his screen, which looks like a large gaping pit in the ground. “Their scans come from there. I’m also detecting thousands of older signatures matching the Sharkticon profile.” “They are being executed.” He looks away, and then turns back. “I have an idea. Lock onto their signatures, but wait.” They turn to face the Judge Quintesson that is hovering on a throne on his column of energy. The bailiff Quintesson faces the captured Maximals. “Before the Imperial Magistrate delivers his sentence, would you like to beg for your lives? It sometimes helps, but not often” he says in his scruffy mechanical voice. Air Razor turns to Primal and attempts to whisper “I can’t transform.” “Silence or you’ll be held in contempt of this court!” the judge rudely states. “I have nothing BUT contempt for this court!” SilverBolt says defiantly. The bailiff turns around to face the Judge. “Guilty or innocent?” The Judge says coldly. “Guilty” The bailiff faces the Executioner Quintesson. “Feed them to the Sharkticons!” The Executioner throws the switch, and the platform collapses, causing Optimus Primal, SilverBolt, Air Razor, and Powerglide to fall towards the swarm of Sharkticon. Rodimus nods his head a few times in slow rhythm, counting in his head. He them shouts at Cliffjumper “Now!” Cliffjumper taps on his console quickly. Just as Optimus Primal, SilverBolt, Air Razor, and Powerglide hit the water with a huge splash, they are teleported out of the water, and fall a few feet from the ceiling of the flagship bridge and onto the ground, along with some of the water. “Could you have taken any longer?” SilverBolt said in protest. “We were inches away from Sharkticons!” “You’re welcome..” Cliffjumper says sarcastically. “Remove the energon bindings.” Magnus says. Two Maximals rush over and use tools to deactivate the bindings. Wheeljack and Ratchet tap furiously at their consoles. In unison they both state “Done!” They look at one of the monitors, showing the imprisoned Maximals getting their sparks re-implanted into their bodies. Massive doors open to allow the hundreds of thousands of Maximals to rush out. “Almost there.” Perceptor says as he and Rhinox continue on their task, watching the screens while their fingers fly over the keyboards. Onboard the Maximal flagship, Goldbug calls out “Rodimus! Magnus! Come over here, quick!.” Ultra Magnus and Rodimus run to Goldbug’s station. “I’m detecting thousands upon thousands of Maximal signatures being detected coming from the surface. Even..” “Optimus Prime..” Rodimus says as the computer displays the image of the iconic leader. “Patch me through!” Rodimus commands as Goldbug taps on the controls. On the surface of Cybertron, Optimus taps on his wrist as he runs. “Optimus? This is Rodimus. Welcome back sir.” Optimus ducks an incoming blast. “Rodimus. What’s going on? The last thing I remember is our own holodrones rising against us” “The Predacons infiltrated our ranks and reprogrammed them to attack us, and successfully conquered the planet. That was a few thousand human years ago. Now they are using that same technology to create holodrones that we can’t kill.” Rodimus responds. “What can we kill?” Optimus says as he fires off a few rounds from his Ion Blaster. “There’s a group of Predacon tanks near your location, which has armor that we can not penetrate with our weaponry on the ground.” Rodimus says. “I’ve got an idea.” Optimus states as he rushes over to the massively large Dinobots. “Grimlock. We need those tanks destroyed!” He points over to the tanks in the distance. Grimlock looks over to the other Dinobots. “Dinobots…Transform!” The Dinobots transform into their dinosaur modes and rush towards the tanks with Swoop flying above them. Starscream sees Swoop in the air. He has a few dozen pyramid fighters dive after the flying Dinobot. He soon gets surrounded by the Predacon aerial fighters as he launches multiple missiles at the fighters. He sees Starscream come towards him in jet mode and launches another round of missiles at him, hitting Starscream. Starscream spins out of control and crashes through one of the Citadel’s windows. The Predacon tanks fire on the ground forces of the Maximals and their allies, sending bodies and body parts in all directions. The Dinobots rush at the tanks, with Swoop firing missiles at two of them, Grimlock using his massive mouth to bite right through one of them, Slag using his lava-breath to melt down one, Sludge uses his tail to smack one against the side of a building, and Snarl uses his size to crush his target. As Perceptor and Rhinox type away at the consoles, all four of the Maximals receive a warning “5 Minutes left before our signature mask dissipates.” Rhinox says. “We have no time to reprogram the drones!” Wheeljack says in a panic. “If the computer detects us…” “Nothing will happen. We just needed to get down here.” Perceptor says. “Megatron wouldn’t destroy this room or anything in here, because..” He points to a door with a keypad and a mech fluid extractor on it. “Through there is his spark. The door is magnetically sealed. Only Megatron, or a combination of Firewing and SilverBlade’s mechfluid opens the door. The computer also detects if the spark is in danger, and teleports it to Megatron’s body, which is replicated on the fly.” “So what SilverBlade told us is true.” Rhinox says. “Warning, Maximal units detected in Section 33. Warning, Maximal units detected in Section 33.” The Predacon computer alerts the crew in the Predacon command center. Frenzy looks to Shockwave. Shockwave says “Gas them!” Frenzy immediately begins typing at his console. Wheeljack hears something as he looks up to the vents. The metallic chairs begin to dissolve. “Slag!” Rhinox says as he quickly bolts to the door just as it was about to close and he holds it open. The door constantly pushes at Rhinox’s body. “We’ve got to trigger the replication sequence!” Wheeljack says, as he, Perceptor and Ratchet aim their blasters at the spark chamber mentioned earlier and begin to fire a barrage of plasma rounds while walking backwards slowly towards the door as the metal on their bodies show slight signs of disintegration. Wheeljack fires his single shoulder-mounted missile at the spark chamber’s door while firing his plasma blaster. The missile hits and Rhinox yells “That’s enough, time to go!” The others continue to fire as they reach the exit, and they each go through it one at a time by going under Rhinox’s arm. Once the last one exits, Rhinox rolls onto the ground. Some of the metal of the bodies of the Maximal scientists have been dissolved in various areas. Mech fluid is dripping onto the ground. “Now, we’ve got to get to the surface.” Rhinox says as they begin to run down the catacombs. In Megatron’s throne room, SilverBlade and Megatron are still fighting. SilverBlade slashes at Megatron’s holographic form, only for Megatron to grab onto SilverBlade’s arm and toss him into the wall. “Getting tired yet, Maximal scum?” Megatron insults SilverBlade as he grabs Silver again and throws him across the room. The lights in the throne room flash red as the computer states the alert “Explosion detected in Sector 33. Repeat, explosion detected in Sector 33. Spark in danger. Initiating replication and teleportation sequence.” “Not now!” Megatron protests, but his holographic form stands up straight. It begins to ‘fade’ away, from the feet first, as the physical body ‘fades’ in, feet first. Once Megatron’s physical body is finished forming, a flash of light streaks out of the chest, indicating the spark is now inside the new body. “How, how?” Megatron looks at his hands, trying to make sense that he is no longer immortal. “How does it feel, your highness?” SilverBlade says mockingly. “To know that you are not a god?” End of Chapter 19
Chapter 20 While Wheeljack, Ratchet, Perceptor and Rhinox are running down the catacombs of Cybertron, their bodies show greater signs of degradation. The holes created by the acidic gas grow slowly. “My legs are barely functioning.” Wheeljack says. “We have to get to the surface. We’ll be teleported to safety.” Rhinox says, trying to reassure the others. Ratchet glances at his hand as he runs, seeing it’s heavily damaged and showing internal cables and circuitry, which is also showing signs of acidic damage. “You have to admit, Megatron sure knows how to pick the most deadly forms of defense. This acid bonds to Cybertronic metal. It’ll take a miracle to get rid of this stuff.” Rhinox says as the group runs. Inside the Predacon Command Center, Ravage looks up from his console and speaks in his famous Russian accent “Maximals are down in the catacombs.” Shockwave looks over to Predacon panther. “Activate drones.” Ravage types at his console and an alert pops up on the screen. “Negative Shockwave, all physical drones are fighting on the surface, and the holo-emitters were deactivated to concentrate holographic drones on the surface. “I’ll go!” A Predacon says from the door way with his extremely scruffy voice. The rest of the Predacons turn to the door way, seeing Dinobot. Shockwave nods to him and Dinobot runs out of the room. Inside the hallway of the Citadel, Starscream gets to his feet and looks at the window he crashed through. He hears the sounds of blaster fire, clanging, and the sharp hum of energon blades swinging in the air. He walks down the hallway until he sees a partial open doorway. He gets on his knees and looks through the opening to see SilverBlade and Megatron fighting. SilverBlade swings his claws at Megatron, who deflects the slashes by blocking SilverBlade’s wrist with his own wrists. “You will lose, Megatron. Give up now!” SilverBlade demands from Megatron. Megatron laughs manically as he slugs SilverBlade in the stomach then kicks him away. “You Maximals are all alike. You are always challenging me to the death. One thing hasn’t changed; no one has beaten me.” “Tonight is going to be different!” SilverBlade yells, running to Megatron, and slashing at his stomach. Megatron steps to the side, grabs SilverBlade by the neck and tosses him into the air, and firing at him with his arm cannon, missing a couple of times but eventually hitting once. SilverBlade falls but gets on his feet, looking pretty damaged, but he is determined to defeat Megatron, even if it means he sacrifices himself. He bolts over to Megatron and slashes wildly, with Megatron using his arm cannon to deflect the slashes. SilverBlade then kicks Megatron in the stomach, then jumps and spin-kicks Megatron’s head and watches Megatron fall to the ground, caught off guard. SilverBlade quickly reaches down to grab Megatron, but Megatron jumps to his feet and delivers and uppercut to SilverBlade’s jaw, and body checks him into the wall, creating a large indent. SilverBlade dislodges himself from the wall and powers on his foot jets, and grabs Megatron’s shoulders on his assent; he summersaults in the air and slams Megatron down onto the throne, knocking it off of its hinges. Megatron activates his own jets and ascends into the air to slam his fist against SilverBlade’s midsection. SilverBlade falls to the ground as Megatron descends. SilverBlade gets on his feet, and takes out two light sabers from his body and activates them. Megatron drops his arm cannon, reaches for his two light sabers and activates them. SilverBlade is the first to react as he charges at Megatron and swings. Megatron blocks the incoming slash easily. SilverBlade swings upwards towards Megatron’s stomach and Megatron again blocks with his own saber. Megatron swings down and SilverBlade crosses his sabers above his head to block Megatron’s swing. SilverBlade jumps up and kicks Megatron in the head, causing Megatron the stumble. SilverBlade quickly lands and sweep-kicks at Megatron’s feet, causing him to fall backwards. SilverBlade quickly jumps and raises his arms to prepare to slash straight down on Megatron, but Megatron uses his jets to quickly rise to meet SilverBlade with a harsh kick to the stomach. SilverBlade looses his aiming from the kick and falls to the side, landing in a feral position. “You fight more aggressively than I could have imagined, Silver. I swear you were a Predacon.” Megatron says with a smirk on his face. “You will regret the day you built me.” SilverBlade says as charges at Megatron once again and tries to use his two sabers as giant scissors to cut Megatron’s head off, but Megatron uses his two sabers to defend this attack and separate SilverBlade’s sabers from each other. Starscream still watches from the partially opened door as SilverBlade and Megatron continue to fight. The four Maximal scientists step off of an elevator and they can see the opening to the surface, but they see a figure standing in the way, holding a sword that spins in one hand, and a rotating blade in the other. “Four damaged Maximals against me? This is hardly a challenge.” Dinobot scoffs as he acts like this fight is beneath his skill. Rhinox is the first to react as he retrieves two chain guns from his back, though weakly, and begins to fire at Dinobot. Dinobot adjusts the speed of the rotating blade to act as a shield for the rapid fire as he walks towards the Maximal group. Wheeljack is the first to jump at him, and Rhinox stop firing for fear out of hitting a fellow Maximal. Dinobot is knocked over and the rotating blade is thrown out of his hand as he and Wheeljack his the wall. Wheeljack repeatedly punches Dinobot in the head until Dinobot throws Wheeljack off of him. Dinobot reaches for his rotating blade when Perceptor fires at it and disables it. Dinobot gets up and looks pissed. He fires his optic beams at Perceptor to send him flying against the wall, heavily damaged. Dinobot dives for his spinning sword but Wheeljack holds it in his hands. “You’ll have to kill me for it.” “It’ll be my pleasure!” Dinobot says as he fires optic blasts at Wheeljack, who dives out of the way In Megatron’s throne room, SilverBlade and Megatron both fire on one another, hitting each other and falling over. Both bots are heavily damaged. Starscream busts in and readies his arm-mounted blaster, pointing it at SilverBlade. “Kill him Starscream, and you’ll be reinstated as my Second in Command.” Megatron says to the flyer. Starscream then points his blaster at Megatron’s head. “My true calling is to lead the Predacons, not just simply be taking orders from you. You’ve failed oh mighty Megatron.” SilverBlade gets to his feet and activates his knuckle claws. Starscream hears the hum of the energy and turns his head to SilverBlade, preparing to fire. Megatron sees this opportunity to use his cannon to fire at Starscream chest, totally blowing off one of his arms. “Megatron?! Megatron?!” Starscream attempted to plead for forgiveness but Megatron again fires at Starscream, this time with a different beam setting. Once Starscream is hit, his body turns into shades of black and grey, and crumbles into dust. Megatron stands over SilverBlade and prepares to fire another. “Like I said, you will never defeat me.” Suddenly, a portion of the wall is destroyed, and Optimus Prime steps off of the Dinobot Swoop and into the room. “He doesn’t have to Megatron turns around to face Optimus. “He doesn’t have to.” He says as he fires some shots from his ion cannon. Megatron runs to avoid the shots. SilverBlade crawls to the wall opposite of Optimus to get out of the way, as he’s heavily damaged with parts of armor missing and half of his face melted. Megatron fires back with his arm cannon, and the shots whip by Optimus. Megatron lunges at Optimus Prime and tackles him to the ground with the intent to kill him. Megatron aims his arm cannon right at Optimus Prime’s head, but Optimus quickly uses his hand to shove the cannon out of the way, and delivers an uppercut to Megatron, sending him flying into the air and onto his back. Optimus gets up first and watches as Megatron gets on his knees. “No more Optimus Prime. Grant me mercy, I beg you!” he says as he struggles to get onto his feet. SilverBlade, from the opposite side of the room, activates his energy claws and gets onto his knees and nods to Prime. Megatron is oblivious to this as he looks pleadingly at Optimus Prime. “Not today.” Prime says coldly as he fires shot after shot at the damaged Megatron, forcing Megatron to step back more and more Megatron turns around as his front side shows heavy damage. He also take out a small energon blade, about 7 inches in length. Megatron was about to turn around, but is fired on yet again, pushing his body towards SilverBlade. SilverBlade sees the opportunity to punch through Megatron’s shoulder. Megatron yells out in pain as SilverBlade’s hand goes through his body, and as the knuckle claws on SilverBlade’s other hand is slightly pressed against the spot where his spark chamber is. Megatron, not wanting to waste an opportunity, positions the energon blade at the side of SilverBlade’s stomach, but out of the view of Optimus. “Out of the way Silver!” Prime yells out the order. “Do it Prime! Just fire!” SilverBlade yells back, determined to finish this once and for all. Optimus Prime’s face fills with sadness, as he knows this is the only way. He sets the Ion Cannon for full power and fires right at Megatron, hitting him in the spark chamber, throwing him forwards and onto SilverBlade’s claws, which penetrate the spark chamber. Megatron uses his last bit of strength to push the energon blade right into SilverBlade’s spark. SilverBlade’s and Megatron’s optics fade off as electrical energy surges from their sparks, building rapidly and wildly. “Optimus!” Rodimus calls him over the comlink. “We’re detecting serious energy buildup near your location. It is going to explode. Get out of there now!” “But..SilverBlade can still be saved!” Optimus tried to run over to him, but Swoop, in bot form, grabs Prime and pulls them out of the hole in the wall. “No, wait!” Prime says as they fall from the side of the building and begins to fly. A few seconds later, a high energy energon explosion occurs from the throne room, sending a spherical shockwave in every direction. Just as the explosion happens, all of the Predacon holo-drones stop moving. All of the physical drones power down. On the surface of Cybertron, some of the physical drones head inside an entrance, and bring out Dinobot, with his hands in energon bindings. The Maximal scientists; Ratchet, Rhinox, Pereptor and Wheeljack are carried out on hovering metallic stretchers. Optimus looks up at the Citadel. “Find SilverBlade.” He says over the comlink. Hundreds of Maximals and Maximal drones converge on the Citadel and a few are teleported down from the Command ships. Rodimus begins to clear off some rubble by his feet and notices something purple. It isn’t SilverBlade, but he digs the purple object out of the rubble. He picks it up, noticing it is Megatron’s head. He walks out to the ledge of the hole, and holds up the severed head of Megatron. “He is defeated!” He yells out. He hears everyone below cheer and holler out in triumph. In the Predacon Command center, Shockwave sees that his leader is destroyed. He looks around to the other Predacons. “Retreat. Retreat!” The Predacons begin to destroy the consoles and attempt to make their way to the door, but it shuts suddenly. Ultra Magnus, General Tassadar, Gold Bug and General Martok are teleported in, aiming their blasters at the Predacons. On the surface, the remainder of the Predacon Generals are quickly taken down and put into energon bindings. Different planets, from Kronos, to Tattoine, to Coruscant, to Earth to Auir, the citizens of the galaxy celebrate with fireworks and tearing down statues of Predacons in their cities. On Cybertron, Ultra Magnus and other Maximals escort the remainder of the Predacons into jail cells. He looks over to Cyclonus coldly. “You will be here for a long time.” In an intact medical bay, the various parts of SilverBlade are arranged in a CR tank, all connected together properly. His optics are still off and his spark chamber doesn’t glow. Prime walks into the bay and looks at SilverBlade, then to Protectorbot First Aid. First Aid looks at the scans, and shakes his head. “Let me know of any change.” Prime says. “Yes Sir” The End
I read the first 3 chapters and I gotta say I find this fic pretty interesting so far. The idea of the Predacons turning races into slaves is something that I found hasn't been touched upon too much besides in Dotm whereas it still didn't quite come to fruition. Anyways I definitely find the portrayal of the Predacon empire to be really unique, I also really like the choice of characters used so far.
