\u201cAll right,\u201d sighed Optimus as he took a few breaths. \u201cGotta get ready for…\u201d He saw a bot in samurai armor appear before him. \u201c…Sensei Yoketron, can I help you?\u201d asked Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou have no honor,\u201d proclaimed the new bot, Yoketron. He then walked out of the door.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c…Oooookaaaay,\u201d muttered Optimus as he grabbed a new issue of The Fabulous Windblade<\/em>. He read through and got halfway into the issue when a section made him groan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBut you told me…!\u201d spluttered Windblade in the comic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI told you that her death is necessary!\u201d snarled the antagonist, \u201cbut it will come at a later date! All things will come to their final end once you simply allow me to purge Cybertron of non-believers!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSlaggit, Destroygar!\u201d snapped Optimus in the real world. \u201cIf you\u2019re not gonna kill Crystal, then stop teasing us with her death already!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYeah, you\u2019d know all about killing mothers, wouldn\u2019t you?\u201d asked a new Jazz illusion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI\u2019m not talking to you!\u201d snapped Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThank you for coming,\u201d greeted Ultra Magnus as the Rust Renegades arrived via Space Bridge. Ratchet was on his left.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThe pleasure is all ours,\u201d reciprocated Pyra Magna. \u201cI just wish it were under better circumstances. How is he?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHe\u2019s on the better end,\u201d replied Ratchet. \u201cHe knows he\u2019s suffering from illusions, but he can\u2019t seem to figure out what\u2019s causing them.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIf he knows that,\u201d mused Stormclash, \u201cthen he\u2019s a lot stronger than any of us give him credit for.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cGUYS!\u201d called Jazz from the hallway leading to Optimus\u2019 quarters. \u201cOptimus is going through another illusion!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Optimus had noticed an empty Energon cube in front of his door. A text box appeared reading \u201cThere seems to be something blocking your way. Do you wish to move it?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c…Yes!\u201d replied Optimus. The text box disappeared and Optimus tried to move it, but it wouldn\u2019t budge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIt looks like it won\u2019t move,\u201d read a new text box. \u201cYou will need to construct something from various parts to move it.\u201d Optimus arched an eyebrow and raised his gun. He shot the empty cube and turned it into ashes. He then opened the door to see boxes blocking his path. A note was attached to them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c\u2018The boxes of our souls are our friends,\u2019\u201d Optimus read aloud. \u201c\u2018Follow the boxes and the way will light. The boxes on the left are the truthers and the rainbow of the popcorn will make one feathery. We are all boxed in, all of us in our own little…\u2019\u201d He crumpled up the note and tossed it into the trash. \u201cOkay, boxes,\u201d he snarled, \u201csince pushing you won\u2019t be effective, because, why not, you\u2019re gonna topple over by yourselves. If not, I\u2019ll make sure you\u2019re in the same condition as the empty cube was!\u201d Another note appeared. \u201c\u2018Just for that,\u2019\u201d read Optimus, \u201c\u2018we will not give you this one. You will not leave until you solve this puzzle. Gather an item from Vorton, from Cybertron, and from the Pit so the door may open.\u2019 Okay, ONE; Vorton is a myth! Two; Why do I want to go to the Pit?! Three; How can I go to Cybertron if I can\u2019t leave?!\u201d There was nothing…then the boxes toppled over by themselves. One last note. \u201c\u2018Okay, you can leave,\u2019\u201d read Optimus. He kept his optics on the boxes as he left. \u201cThank you,\u201d he called. \u201cYou know, I\u2019m really glad we could reach an understanding!\u201d He stopped looking at the boxes as he went down the corridor. \u201cHonestly, these illusions are just getting…!\u201d he was interrupted by an image of the family again. \u201cWhat\u2019s…\u201d he gasped, \u201cwhat\u2019s going on?! Why am I seeing this?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n In the real world, Jazz was calling to Optimus. \u201cYo! Buddy! We\u2019re here! Ignore them!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cKid, we\u2019re here for you!\u201d called Ironhide.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cMotivated by sorrow and guilt, most likely,\u201d muttered the illusion of Jazz.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIt\u2019s his own fault, murdering bastard,\u201d muttered the illusion of Ironhide.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI\u2019ve had enough of this!\u201d snapped Optimus. \u201cWILL YOU PEOPLE…!\u201d the illusions had long gone. \u201cI did what I had to…what am I saying?! I didn\u2019t do anything! Whoever\u2019s doing this, I deny you! You hear?! I DENY YOU!!\u201d Just then, something appeared. \u201cWhat the?\u201d he muttered. It was a large humanoid in bandages and an old nurse\u2019s outfit. It raised a knife above its bandaged head, in an incorrect grip, I might add, and stumbled towards Optimus. Optimus just drew his gun and shot it, proceeding to kick it while its down. \u201cA demon nurse?!\u201d he snapped at no one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDemon nurse?!\u201d yelped Real Jazz.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHe ain\u2019t afraid of hospitals!\u201d protested Real Ironhide.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAnd he wouldn\u2019t ask me for help if he was afraid of doctors!\u201d supplied Ratchet. Optimus then doubled over in pain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWha…what\u2019s wrong?!\u201d he gasped. He tried to grab his weapons, but the pain increased. \u201cWhat\u2019s going on with my weapons?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThe problem is that they exist, you sick freak!\u201d accused Illusion Ratchet. Optimus eventually released his weapons and gasped in pain. He saw a book near him but paid it no mind as he could see feet shrouded in black mist. He looked up to see the full figure in black mist with only red lights where the eyes should have been.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c…You were so young when you were killed,\u201d realized Optimus. \u201cYou…you\u2019re the combined spirits of my weapons. You were sacrificed to build weapons for the Chaos Bringer\u2019s Acolytes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIsn\u2019t that a Pax family story?\u201d asked Pyra Magna.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNot so much,\u201d muttered Jazz. \u201cLately, we\u2019ve had evidence that there ARE spirits in those weapons.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThe…the memories, the visions,\u201d Optimus pieced together. \u201cIt…it was…me.\u201d The figure just stood there. \u201cEverything…I did it…to my own wife and child?\u201d He started breaking down. \u201cWhat kind of monster am I?!\u201d he choked out. He looked up at the figure. \u201cI can never make up for it. I\u2019m so sorry!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cPrime! NO!\u201d called Jazz. His best friend wasn\u2019t listening. Optimus pointed the gun at his chin! \u201cOPTIMUS! 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