A dark tunnel stretched on and kept curving downwards. However, nothing was quiet. A steady, controlled, rhythmic thud of metal against metal echoed throughout the tunnel walls. The tunnel had SOME light, but only enough to see immediately ahead, not any further than that. A figure then rounded a corner. It was a humanoid shape, but it wasn\u2019t made of flesh. No, it was a creature of steel, a robotic organism. A purple symbol glowed on its as its red optics scanned the area constantly. Its hand went along the wall as its face kept its focused look up. If one could shine a good-enough light on the robot, one could tell that it was colored a dark purple and had a gray helmet. This robot led an army of others like itself, correction, HIMself. This robot was the terrifying Lord of the Decepticon Faction, Megatron! \u201cSweet Primus, this is taking forever!\u201d Megatron grumbled to himself. \u201cReally should have sent scouts ahead. \u2026Nah, I didn\u2019t have the time. Although, by the time I get there, the Solstice will have already passed and the information I need will be lost!\u201d He then heard something. \u201c\u2026A truck engine?\u201d Irritation then crossed his face as he sighed. \u201cBecause, of COURSE, he would follow me!\u201d He turned around to see a futuristic semi-truck barreling towards him. \u201cOptimus!\u201d he snarled as he deployed concealed fusion cannons from his forearms. He fired at the semi, but it took the shots quite well. The driver, a male, blue Mobian Hedgehog, had a determined look on his face. He then vanished and the truck became a robot! The truck-bot, Optimus Prime, then brought two battle axes out, one in each hand, and continued his charge at Megatron. Megatron brought out his mace and swung it at Optimus. Optimus ran up the tunnel wall and across the ceiling to get behind Megatron, then he swung his axe into Megatron\u2019s back. Megatron then grunted in pain before he swung his mace again. This time, the main chain wrapped around Optimus\u2019 arm. He tried to pull Optimus towards him so he could score a blow, but Optimus tugged back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGive it up, Megatron!\u201d snarled Optimus. \u201cYou can\u2019t win!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYes, I can! Quite easily!\u201d replied Megatron. He then cracked his mace like a whip and sent Optimus into the ceiling. The chain then disentangled itself from Optimus\u2019 arm as he fell to the floor again. Megatron rushed at Optimus and decked him in the face, sending him backwards a good few feet. \u201cThose secrets are MINE!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThey stay locked in Vector Sigma!\u201d retorted Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAnd YOU, brother, are becoming an irritant!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThis coming from a wannabe Decepticon!\u201d screeched a voice. Optimus and Megatron turned to see Starscream behind them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAh, the traitor!\u201d growled Megatron. \u201cTell me, what\u2019s your plan in keeping me out of the Vector Sigma Chamber?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNot this time! I\u2019m not saying anything!\u201d snarled Starscream. He then looked all around the walls. \u201cCan you not hear them?! Their tiny feet tinkling inside the walls?! Their jaws ready to rend steel?! Their demands for metal to help grow their hive?!\u201d It was then that everyone heard the tinkling sound Starscream was talking about. Starscream smirked. \u201cFeeding time!\u201d Scraplets then ate their way through the walls. Optimus shrieked as he and Megatron fired on the bugs while they advanced on the two bots. They ran for their lives. \u201cNO! STOP THEM!\u201d Starscream ordered the Scraplet horde. The Scraplets then chased after the two bots.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSINCE WHEN DOES ANY BOT HAVE CONTROL OVER SCRAPLETS?!\u201d cried Optimus as he and Megatron ran.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSTOP TALKING AND KEEP RUNNING!\u201d shouted Megatron.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI GOT A BETTER IDEA! DRIVE!\u201d Optimus transformed and sped ahead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026I guess I fly in my case.\u201d Megatron transformed to his jet mode and flew ahead of Optimus. \u201cEnjoy the teeth!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou creep! I\u2019ll get you for that!\u201d Optimus then put his Scraplephobia aside and focused on Megatron. Just then, they hit a roadblock! The tunnel ahead of them had collapsed. \u201cOh, sweet Primus!\u201d The bots transformed and looked behind them to see the army of Scraplets advancing on them. Just then, there was a sound of metal creaking. The two bots looked below their feet and saw cracks in the floor. The Scraplets paid no attention and advanced. That was when the floor gave way. The bots and Scraplets fell through twenty layers before hitting solid ground. The Scraplets were inoperative as the two bots picked themselves up. The area was dark, with only a few lights in the floor. The lights indicated a path.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNow where could they possibly lead?\u201d mused Megatron. Optimus made a mad dash following the lights. \u201cOh no, you DON\u2019T!\u201d Megatron ran after him, firing his right fusion cannon. Just then, a wall of fire erupted in front of them. The sudden light blinded them. \u201cOkay, something wants us to stay away!\u201d growled Megatron. Optimus inched forward. \u201cOptimus, what are you doing?! You maniac! Even Wizards of the Red Order run AWAY from fire not under their control, not TOWARDS it!\u201d Optimus held his hand near the fire, then his fear was replaced with confusion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026Why aren\u2019t I getting burned?\u201d he asked. Megatron\u2019s optics flickered, then he inched towards the fire wall. He held his hand out, then felt only a buzz, not a burn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThat\u2019s odd,\u201d he muttered. \u201cThat kind of buzz only happens\u2026when a holo-form is online!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cA hologram!\u201d realized Optimus. \u201cIt\u2019s a hologram!\u201d The fire then vanished and a giant ring appeared, twice the size of a Space Bridge. It had a picture of the cosmos as water balls floated out. Just then, a multi-faceted gold sphere appeared. \u201cVector Sigma!\u201d whispered the young Prime.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cCorrect,\u201d replied the sphere. \u201cI am Vector Sigma. After Primus was, before Cybertron was, I was. Welcome to my chamber, Optimus and Megatron. I see you seek answers about my remarks on Animatros.\u201d Optimus and Megatron looked at each other in surprise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou heard the bit about the seeds of the future?!\u201d yelped Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWere you the one who beamed it into my head?!\u201d demanded Megatron.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHe wasn\u2019t,\u201d replied Vector Sigma. \u201cI did it through the Matrix and the Key.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026The Key?\u201d asked Megatron. \u201cVector Sigma, the Key was lost.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cActually, Ironhide tripped over it during the early battles of this current war,\u201d corrected Optimus. \u201cIt\u2019s how I unbricked my connection to the Matrix before the Unicron Games.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou require more information,\u201d continued Vector Sigma. Just then, a terminal popped out of the ground between it and the two bots. It had three slots, shaped like Megatron\u2019s Badge, the Matrix, and the Key. \u201cPlease insert these objects into the terminal, and you shall receive the answers as to why the Transformers were initially created.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat are you talking about?\u201d asked Megatron. \u201cWe were created because Primus made us all.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBut why did he do that?\u201d replied Vector Sigma. Megatron had to admit he didn\u2019t have an answer. \u201cThe Key, the Matrix, and the Badge, please. You BOTH must learn to end this war and change your eventual fate.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026Work together with him again?\u201d muttered Megatron. \u201cPrimus, help me.\u201d Megatron took the badge out and put it into the terminal, then Optimus took the Matrix out, took the Key out of the Matrix, put the Matrix into its slot, then put the Key into its keyhole and turned it. A bright light then filled the Chamber and made everyone vanish in it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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