Hey all, this is my first fan fiction, so sorry if it's a little strange… It's set in a different universe by the way, not quite what you'd call an 'Alternate Universe'. Anyway, it's all about Optronix. Don't know who that is? Read on!
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. Hasbro and Takara does.
EDIT: Disclaimer added. Sorry!
Italics - thoughts
---Leadership (Part 1)---
"Autobots, to battle!" Sentinel Prime commanded his army of loyal soldiers. The Autobots began charging towards Megatron and his own army of Decepticons. It had been years since there was ever peace on Cybertron, and Prime wanted this day was the last day of war he ever witnessed.
"Decepticons, destroy those Autobots! Wipe them off the face of Cybertron!" Megatron laughed, his red optics glowing. Autobots and Decepticons started fighting each other, both sides showing no mercy towards the other.
Among the countless Autobot soldiers under Prime's command was young Optronix, who was just repaired not long ago. A few days before, he was but the humble Orion Pax, who had been badly damaged by Megatron's attack. But Alpha Trion built Orion a new body, with thicker armour and quicker reflexes. Now he was among the first breed of warrior robots. His friends, Dion and Ariel, were also rebuilt into Ultra Magnus and Elita-One respectively, fighting as Autobot soldiers. Optronix loaded his rifle and narrowed his optics, aiming at the Decepticons.
Suddenly, Optronix heard a gun shot which sounded like it might have had fatally wounded another robot. He looked around, scanning the battlefield for any sign of an injured robot. What he saw gave him a terrible shock. Sentinel Prime was down.
"Prime!" Optronix rushed over to Prime's side, supporting Prime's upper torso and head with his arms. Glaring at Megatron with his blazing optics, he fired at Megatron, causing Megatron to retreat. Immediately, Optronix' attention turned to Prime.
"Prime, are you okay? Shall I get Ratchet?"
Prime smiled weakly and shook his head. He opened a compartment in his chest with his trembling hands, revealing the mystical artifact Optronix had only heard of in myths and legends – The Autobot Matrix of Leadership. Optronix squinted his optics, trying to look away from the bright light illuminating from the Matrix.
"Optronix, I've looked into the Matrix and I've seen the next leader of the Autobots. Lead your fellow comrades to victory. If you are ever in doubt, the Matrix shall guide you. Have faith, Optimus Prime." Prime handed the Matrix to Optronix, who clumsily stored it away into his subspace pocket. His optics flickered slightly, slowly losing power.
"But Prime, I'm not worthy. I'm just a neutral who had been dragged into this war." Optronix gripped Prime's hand tightly, tears forming at the brim of his blue optics. Prime smiled.
"Do not worry, you are worthy." With that, Sentinel Prime's crystal blue optics shut, never to open again. His body went limp, his colour fading. No, I'm not worthy, Prime... Optronix felt grief overwhelm him. Even his battle mask could no longer hide his emotions. He saluted his fallen leader, before letting out a cry of despair.
"Optronix, the Decepticons are retreating and we're returning to base." Jazz said. The Autobots gathered around Optronix, hearing the distressed cry.
"Optronix, what happened?" Ironhide asked. Optronix did not look up. The Autobots looked at the body of their leader. No doubt something bad had happened to him. Real bad.
"Gentlemen, I'm afraid we've just lost a… noble comrade." Optronix slowly carried Sentinel Prime's body back to the Autobots Base, the other Autobots following behind him in deep sorrow. Each step was solemn and grave, for the loss of a leader also meant the loss of a friend.
---To be continued---
Well, that's Part 1 of 2. Will upload the next and last part when I'm free…