Okay this is a rewritten version of the other story that I had been writing. I REALLY hope you like this one…
Enjoy…
Chapter 1: Pain…
"NO OPTIMUS!"
BANG!
The sound of a gun fire shot at the victim's head.
BANG!
Another hit shot through his chest ending the life at the spot. The holder looked at the one he had just fired. Emotional pain filled optics, he closed them before he turned his head around, taking note at the arriving human soldiers behind him increasing in twos, threes before more. Behind them were his fellow Autobots.
He looked back at the dead being. The one who he just killed. He looked down, at his chest, it was lava red, the small sting of burning metal alluded the air. He slowly closed his eyes, remembering the life to death battle that just happened.
He never wanted this to happen, he never asked for it. No one did.
Even the ones who help him win it. All those innocent lives who lost their lives without cause. Younger life who never had the chance to live, had their lives to the hands of the decepticons...
Others bravely moving in, not knowing their fate... all of it to save their home planet.
It's something he always admired from these smaller live forms. Even if they would never admit it. They weren't so much different from each other.
He heard clatter against the cracked pavement next him, there he saw his closet human friend run over to his mate. Who had he been dating him for a while now.
Carly.
He wondered on the happiness in the two. Something that stood together no mater what. It pondered in his mind, what it would have been like if his brother, Megatron, never betrayed him, the decepticons that wrongfully joined him. Peace would be most likely.
Something mostly everyone wants.
That he wants; it was in his spark that he felt, what these live forms called 'Guilt.'
He was without doubt guilty. What he wanted most was this war to end. But it not happened on their side. But as well as these humans. He and his fellow companions brought this on them, they weren't responsible for this. Nor should they have to have been part of it.
But fate had intend it.
As well as the anguish that his brother wanted so bad.
Power.
Power and destruction... hate... was what fueled him for this. Even at the end, when he tried to call a truce... He never allowed it... Did he made a mistake...? Should have he spared his own spark bond...?
He noticed his young scout moving next to the couple. Pulling out rings that were inside him to the couple and handing them to his human friends.
Only to be joking round with, pleasantly.
He wished it could only have been easy. He wished that this battle had never started. THIS WAR had never started in the first place.
Even after those years of winning, the battle's always renew again, waiting for more blood to spill.
He shut his eyes walking out of the group and made he was outside of the ruins of what used to be Chicago.
All he could think about was pain. Not the physical pain of his battle wounds, the pain he felt of betrayal sadness in his very spark.
Without his noticing, his sapphire blue optics misted with lubricants. Quickly trying to cover them up he started walking away faster from everyone. Strange… being alone felt alluding, more fitting for his current state.
But it wasn't not fast enough to hear someone calling to him.
"Optimus wait." He looked back only to see a dark streaked, caramel blond haired women running toward him.
"Optimus!" She called again as she stopped to catch her breath.
"You need something Carly." He called, his voice was strain, tired, almost broken. Carly noticed this she instantly knew what was going on.
From what she heard, Sentinel was his mentor and Megatron was his brother. She couldn't have been surprised that he would emotionally tired from it.
"You need someone to talk to?" She asked, looking strait up at the Autobot.
The question actually surprised him, but he nodded.
Quickly transforming into a cab he opened the door and let the small female in his auto mode. Before driving off from the scene.
He felt his transformation unfinished, as the back and his right door gone. But he ignored it. After all, he was used to it.
There was silence between them before Carly broke it.
"You're thinking about what had just happened aren't you?" She asked calmly.
"...Yes" The Autobot leader responded.
"I could tell after the battle, you were upset, by the look on your face, you were regretting everything that has happened. You were just starting to turn into a emotional wreck." Optimus lightly gasped.
"Optimus I kinda know what you are going through. It's not the exactly the same thing but, I once had someone else before Sam, and I thought I could love him. That he was the one for me.
But I soon found out… he wasn't.
Not only that he started to ignore me more, he was also sleeping with other women. When I found out, I just kicked him out telling him never to come back." She paused trying to hold back the small tears wanting to leave her green eyes.
"I knew the fact, I was betrayed by someone I loved, someone I trusted… only to have my heart shattered to pieces." She replied, still trying to keep her emotions at bay.
"I'm sorry." Optimus replied. He couldn't think of anything else to say to her.
Carly smiled. "Thanks, but you don't have to apologize. What I'm saying Optimus, don't let this go through your head it's not going to help. I know your pain may be greater and so. It won't help by keeping this all to yourself, it's always good to tell that's trapped inside a bottle to someone you know you can trust. If you need anyone to talk to I'm all ears." She offered.
If he was in his bipedal mode he would have smiled at her. But even so, even what she just said was dead on. He couldn't help it, he wish it can be something he could fix.
He mentally sighed, though this female had a understanding of what he was feeling, he just couldn't bring himself to tell her... After all what he brought, brought war and violence. Could he really give her more to make this young female to worry about...
What she and Sam's been through, it not something he want to bring her up on.
He continued driving until they were at the Autobot hanger. Everyone else seemed to be already there, including Sam, opening the door, he let her go, allowing her to arrive over to her boyfriend.
Optimus transformed, all of the conscious Autobots looked at him. Their faces grim, they all knew Optimus was not in a good mood.
Ratchet walked over to him; compared to everyone else he had he worst wounds. Parts of his armor was off, ripped off cables, faint and deep scratches, impaled wounds, and his painfully separated arm, which was still leaking red energon.
Bee walked up to his leader, his sky blue optics full of concern. He sensed Optimus pain inside of him. He was worried to say the least.
Optimus was like a father to him, and he didn't like to see him in pain, or is suffering, both mentally and physically.
All he wanted to do is talk to him but Ratchet was already in the way.
He'll wait maybe he'll be able to talk to him later.
Ratchet walked over to his old friend. He knew he was in an emotional state, but he needed his arm to be fixed as well.
"Optimus…" He tried to talk to his leader, the semi didn't seem to hear him.
"Optimus." He tried again.
"Optimus Prime." As soon as his name left the labia plates of the yellow green mech, he reacted. The SIC's eyes widen as Optimus moved away from him. Everyone watched as the Autobot leader literally ran outside of the hanger.
Everyone stood in their place in surprise to what just happened. On pure impulse they all ran outside.
The scene they find in front of them just shocked them.
The tamed, normally peaceful leader was outside destroying the ground for an unknown reason, screaming while at it.
"WHY!?"
He screamed, as he pulled out his energon ax and slammed it to the ground. Bits of concrete splattered jumping from the secured place and going up in the air, some of which turned into bits of dust. Everyone around winced as they moved away a little.
Mainly to stay away from the furry of the Semi truck. And not squished, or killed in this manner.
"WHY SENTINEL!? WHY!?"
He screamed in agony again. Everyone's eyes/optics widen. The Autobots only stood there just looking in sympathy for their leader.
"WHY DID YOU DO THIS! ANSWER ME!?" He screamed. Clear tears where threatening to fall out of his blue optics.
He hit ferociously at the ground. His single arm containing power equal to his two.
Chromia watched her leader bang the floor. She closed her eyes, covering her mouth from the sobs that caught into her metallic throat.
Bumblebee felt tears into his eyes. He shut them tight, he couldn't bare to his leader in such a manner…
"What is going on here?" Asked a strict, older female's voice. Everyone turned to see Charlotte walking over to the scene. Her heels replaced with red and white Nicky tennis shoes.
She turned to the leader, her colored eyes widened slightly before it was replaced with a cold expression on her face.
"Is he going mad." She asked coldly. Everyone just looked at her with wide eyes.
But no one made a move, or opened their mouths to tell her anything.
"Well." She started her impatient voice kicking in. "Calm him down before he destroys the place."
"What!? Can't you see he's in an emotional trance right now!" Lennox said, more like half yelling, to the older woman.
"I don't care, he'll be a havoc if you don't stop him." That really did it, everyone was just plainly angry at her. But she did have a point. The Autobots glared, she was acting like the other person who tried to remove them from the planet.
"Please…!"
Everyone turned their attention back to the craze leader.
His voice this time was neither angry or harden with rage; in fact it sounded, broken. This really caught their attention. Had this battle really taken a toll on the aged leader.
Bumblebee and Chromia were really having a hard time for his leader now. Without thinking the yellow scout ran over to his father figure.
"Bumblebee!" Chromia tried to call the running bot, but he didn't hear her.
The yellow Camaro only ran to his leader who was still hitting the ground without mercy.
"Sir!" He called through the car radio. His voice hasn't changed, but that didn't stop him from trying. But Optimus didn't respond.
"Sir! Please!" He tried to call again. It Didn't work.
:::.. Optimus!..::: He called though the inter com.
It worked, the leader stop.
Bee sighed in relief. He was about to talk to him, but he only had a moment to see the face the older Autobot had.
It was full of hatred, an emotion that the red and blue bot rarely ever use…
But he barely had the chance to take it all in before he got smacked in the face, full on with the energon ax Optimus had in his functioning servo.
The force was strong enough to send him flying a few feet backwards. Landing painfully on his frontal side.
Everyone around was just with eyes opened, deathly shocked.
Had Optimus really hit one of his own Autobots…?
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Optimus was angry, he was hitting the ground, wanting to rid of himself. This isn't something he wants. None of it!
:::..Optimus!..::: He heard it.
*What does Sentinel want, leave me alone! I thought I killed You!*
He turned to see the closet bot next to him,
*SENTINAL!*
He smacked the bot clean off the ground. He was going to kill him!
He was…
His sapphire optics widen in shock to who he just hit.
"No…"
He dropped his ax. Moving back from where he was previously standing. He had just hit his scout, his soldier, his friend.
He was just as a Decepticon, only Decepticons would do that… to other fellow Cybertronions.
"No…"
He said again. He glanced at the fallen yellow bot.
Bee looked at him with scared, sad blue optics, as if asking… why?
He was a monster now.
He looked at everyone else who was shocked and maybe even scared now.
He was now scaring everyone. He backed away.
"Optimus."
Ratchet tried to call to his friend. Already sensing his friend's turmoil. He tried to move closer, however the leader moved back more.
"Optimus calm down, I know your upset…" He said trying to coax him.
Optimus wasn't going to let it happen he was going to let his anger get the best of him.
"S-Stay back…"
He quivered. His voice was tired but mostly covered in fear. He was no longer worthy of being a leader, a prime… a friend…
It was better if he leaves.
He backed away even more, trying to removing himself from his companions. He briefly noticed the only femme move closer to Bee, trying to pick him up.
But when she did she looked at Optimus a pleading look in her eyes.
*Please… no…* She thought looking back at the leader.
Optimus's eyes widen, the look on her face… Just like... An image of a female Autobot pushed into his head. Her voice echoing in his head.
-PLEASE STOP!- The leader covered his head. Shaking it desperately.
-NO! OPTIMUS! HELP!- The voice sounded again. He grabbed his helm, before anyone knew it, he screamed.
"NO! NO! NO! STOP!" No one moved a muscle. Had he now gone insane!?
He couldn't take it anymore, the death of his loved ones, people he knew… betrayal from ones he trusted… Sentinel… Megatron…
He opened his eyes.
Ratchet gasped in shock. They were no longer the true blue. But purple…
"Optimus…"
The leader shook violently. His entire form shivering. Quickly and almost forcefully he opened his chest plates, pushing his hand in.
What he brought out shocked everyone to the core.
The matrix of leadership.
He closed his purple eyes letting the lubricants fall freely from them.
"I'm sorry…" Was the last thing he said as he threw the ancient artifact to the ground and ran.
Everyone panicked
"OPTIMUS!"
All the Autobots called to their leader. But before they can do anything their was already gone…
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Alright there is the rewritten version, with some modifications.
I really hoped you like it.
I checked my grammar, but I still think I could have done better…
Now before you go on to leave, or even review. I want you to tell me what I did wrong, or did I lack anything.
I'm not going to be bitch and say I will not write the next chapter if you don't review, Nicely.
Although, can you at least give me some encouragement that I could do really good, with practice.
There is no such thing as a perfected art. It always has to lack something.
If you think I did well. Thank you. But be honest okay :D