Anti-Primes and A New Generation of Primes

"Prime!" Agent Fowler barked through the video call through the Autobot main console. "Megatron's goons are at it again. Currently in Ireland." Suddenly the feed was intercepted.

"My apologies sir but I have it under control," an English accented male voice apologized. Video came through and an Autobot was on the screen next to Agent Fowler's. "I am Perceptor, head Autobot scientist. Your surveillance was quite slow Agent William Fowler. The Decepticons were en-route towards Buckingham Castle, but they took the wrong course and flew over my lab in England. Luckily the British Royal Air Force took them down."

"Wait, why are you hacking into my video feed? Do you know this is a federal offence to the U.S Government?"

"I am very well aware. Consider that I am not a citizen of Earth and considered a diplomat of Cybertron to the British Government, I am not affected by human laws. Plus, your systems are very outdated. My apologies. Luckily the Decepticons are too."

"Perceptor, old friend. It is good to see you again. How long were you on Earth?"

"5 human years. I was taken in by the British Royal Court and helped the English in minor military advancements. You know, the old shoving. How are you Optimus? It has been awhile."

"I am well old friend. Why haven't you contacted us?"

"Apologies Optimus. I was quite busy. You know how I am when it comes to studies and research. Humans are a fascinating species and mostly the ideologies are quite interesting. I was given an underground lab by the Queen herself as she became my guide in my education of Earth."

Ratchet spoke up, "Perceptor, how did you arrived to Earth?"

"I was using a remodeled space ship that was given to me by the colonial planet, Paradron. I was sheltered there for several vorns to recover from severe injuries and rehabilitation. In return I gave them a planetary 'vanishing' shield that renders the planet invisible to all scanners but the ship I use. I called it the Haven. On my way here I was pursuing a stray asteroid that was capable of wiping out Great Britain. Buckingham Place, ironically during the Queen's evening tea. Hence I abandoned my ship with haste and landed directly in the palace's gardens. While she was having tea and protected her. Who won't protect the elderly?"

"Well done old friend. Collaboration with the British Government will very useful for further events in the region."

"It already has. Do you remember the Prophecy of the Generations?"

"According to Alpha Trion it was considered false."

"Was. Optimus, look into society and look into previous Primes. They lack the moral values that humans have. Until you emerged. You were the first of the new generation of Primes and the way Cybertronians think has drastically changed. The mindset of the society became opened. Maybe Hestia Prime will have more input in this matter as she has the mind of Solus Prime along with an over-thinking high school student. Maybe it's due to her upbringing."

"Wait a minute. You're telling me that a Prime like Optimus here is related with England's Royalty? Do you know how dire this situation is?" Agent Fowler intercepted.

"No. It is the opposite in fact. Currently, she's in Borneo for a break. I can tell you is that she is an expert in both human and Cybertronian medical procedures."

"Why the Borneo?"

"She was originally from the region and was formerly a human."

Suddenly there's a new Autobot com-link call. "Attention to all Autobot personnel in the United States of America. An Anti-Prime is on the loose and it's an anti-Optimus. Name is … ah I rather face a horde of rust-mites in the Congo… Terminus Prime. Located in the Nevada Desert. Jazz! Take a break from that radio station and get your sorry saboteur scrapped self to my coordinates NOW! Prowl restez au Québec et surveiller tous les signes des activités Decepticon et Dark Energon. (Stay in Quebec and monitor any signs of Decepticon and Dark Energon activities.) everyone else head to my co-ordinates o the small town of Jasper, Nevada is back to be a desert." Perceptor signed out and co-ordinate was shown.

"That's 20 miles away out of town." Rafael a.k.a Raf perked up.

"The Anti-Prime was the former M.E.C.H robotics project codenamed, Nemesis Prime. The guy below added a dark spark and pumped of Dark Energon into the carcass. Plus, M.E.C.H added a useless bomb that now had been upgrade to nuclear level that will blow up the whole of Nevada and the surrounding states. Terminus's target: Optimus Prime. When there is a Prime, there is an Anti-Prime."

"We must make haste. Autobots, roll out!" Optimus commanded.

At the location, they saw several hundreds of stone-metal warriors resembling Cybertronians. Battling the was an Autobot known as Jazz firing at many of the inorganic warriors while a grey heavily built femme with silver streaks of silver was battling Nemesis Prime. "You are not worthy of being my opponent," the evil Prime noted. The femme fighting him grunted and her optics were shielded by an aqua visor made her nearly impossible to read her mind. Her lip was a showing a triumphant line. The other Autobots who were present were Warpath, Halogen, and Jetfire. The battle was 1 to 500. Heck to them, it was fun. Inactive since their arrival especially Warpath, who was an Abrams Tank. Team prime took their positions and fought. Optimus went straight up to Terminus.

Terminus noticed his counterpart and shifted his focus to him. He kicked the triple changer femme and charged toward Optimus. The femme fell flat on her back as she was dented and tires from the brutal clash against her opponent. Ratchet went up to her immediately. "Hold still. I will try to patch you up," Ratchet ordered her.

"Ultimus," she said tiredly. "Ultimus Prime must face him. Old versus the young. Anti-Optimus must face the leader of the newer generation. Optimus must not face him. Terminus will absorb is spark."

Ratchet heeded her advice. "Warpath! Shoot Terminus Prime!" he barked to the tank Autobot. Warpath happily obliged as he blew the spark transformed into his tank alt and shot at the Anti-Prime with deadly precision and hit the Anti-Prime's spark before any clashing between the opposites occur.

"This is only the beginning." Terminus growled. The carcass fell apart as the spark of the Anti-Prime faded. The inorganic warriors crumbled once the Anti-Prime was dead.

Optimus went to see the grey femme who had fought the Anti-Prime. "I thank you for warning us of the attack of Terminus to us."

"It's alright," she said in a slight Australian accent. "Forewarn is forearmed. Sorry I was too late. My friend in the Pentagon told me to deal with this as she was dismantling that carcass. My name is Hestia Prime successor of Solus Prime. I need a medic to fix my cooling systems since they were wrecked on my way here after taking on Liege Maximo not too long ago."

"It is good to make an acquaintance to you Hestia Prime. Jazz, Warpath, Jetfire, and Councilor Halogen. It is good to see you again."