Author's Note: Here is the long awaited sequel at last to my other story "Child of Light". /I honestly considered taking that story off the website or at least rewriting it since my writing improved since then. Not to mention there was a story pirate that stole that story and posted it on a different website! :o That wasn't the worst of it either. They took my story and perverted it (slash between Prowl and Jazz) which made my future corpse roll in my grave. /It might help to read my first story before this one but of course I think this story could also be a stand-alone type as well. It's up to you! :D
(Also this is rated T for mild swearing, violence, torture, death (never graphic only suggested), and physical abuse: Read at your own discretion)
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. I don't own the idea either concerning the Autobots' banishment and the Cons' enslavement of the human race. The cover image is not mine-found it in google images.
EPILOGUE
It had been a long time since anyone had seen the true beauty that once defined planet Earth. Now most of it was a shadowy wasteland. Amazingly enough, the desecration was not caused by any form of nuclear war. When it came to fighting giant, killer, alien robots from another planet, mankind for once chose to think of long term consequences, ultimately deciding to forgo unleashing such lasting devastation upon their alien enemies.
It would have destroyed the entire human race. Not that it mattered, because the Decepticons still grievously maligned the face of the planet after their final confrontation with their eons' old rivals. That occurred the day that the Autobots, in a desperate effort to prevent the Decepticon leader from claiming dominion over what he deemed to be an inferior race, fought one last decisive battle.
That was when their secret identities became publicly known.
Interestingly enough, it did not cause as much widespread panic as one would be lead to believe. There were multiple people responsible for that of course. There were a few humans who had been rescued by the Autobots before in the past who broke their oaths of silence and secrecy and published what appeared to be rather ingenious, creative works of art…using what knowledge they gleaned from their rescuers to produce children's television shows, movies, comics, books, and toys.
So once the Transformers…the Cybertronians…were at last revealed, they provoked adverse reactions from the general populace. Many were shocked beyond words to find that what they once believed to be fictional was in fact, reality. Many adoring fans were beside themselves when their favorite heroes came to life and were not constricted by the boundaries of a television screen for the first time.
Others were terrified and believed that their appearance was a herald to a world-ending apocalypse.
As it turned out, Megatron was defeated and killed in battle just two years before the Transformers were revealed to the world. It seemed as though the war was over. Most of the Decepticons disbanded after their leader's defeat. Some became neutral and some even chose to join the Autobots. There were many Cybertronians who willingly left to travel the stars since their planet was still unlivable. The Autobots chose to stay to ensure that Earth would not fall victim to a stray Decepticon who might have dreamt to uphold Megatron's dark legacy.
Two years.
Two years of blessed peace.
It was not to last…
Everyone was led to believe that Soundwave was one of the ones who left peacefully.
They were all deceived.
He remained underground, where he pledged his spark to Unicron the destroyer and attempted to resurrect him from the void that Primus had cast him into eons ago.
He failed.
Or so he thought…
While it was true that he failed to bring Unicron back…he did succeed in bringing back another spark. It was thus that Megatron was resurrected purely by accident. Yet it was far from one. Unicron, unbeknownst to all but his most devoted disciple, knew the real reason why he allowed Megatron's dark spark admittance to return.
Everyone would come to learn the truth in future days.
Upon the Decepticon leader's return, many Decepticons returned to his side. Only a rare few chose to stay with their new allies and refused to reclaim their former place under Megatron's leadership.
Megatron later gave the citizens of Earth an ultimatum that they were required to make within the timeframe of one hour. The choice: Banish the remaining Autobots for all eternity and allow the Decepticons to remain long enough to collect resources so they could return to their world in the hopes of restoring it… or be destroyed in a sadistic, mass genocide.
The U.N. did agree to banish the Autobots. They believed that Earth would be safe if they simply sent them away.
It was all a lie.
The world leaders should have known better.
They left the Autobots with a warning, that should they ever attempt to return, they would be hunted down and terminated with extreme prejudice. Fortunately for the world governments, the majority of Earth's populace were not privy to the specifics behind the U.N.'s decision. Otherwise there would have been mass rioting and perhaps even civil war between the public and their governments.
Many would agree in future days, that sending their only protectors and defenders away, was the biggest mistake they ever made. They didn't know the half of it.
If only they knew what was to come…
In their arrogance, they believed themselves capable of defending their own nations from the brutality that the Decepticon leader, Megatron, soon inflicted. In the beginning, it seemed as though they stood a good chance.
It was all a ruse. Another lie. A false hope that Megatron employed in order to crush mankind's hope for victory.
Three weeks after the Autobots were banished, Megatron revealed his true, tyrannical nature. He, along with his followers, razed entire cities to the ground and snuffed billions of innocent lives in their maniacal campaign for conquest. Hundreds of Decepticons had secretly arrived to Earth right after the Autobots were banished. Megatron could at last claim complete and total dominion over planet Earth…
Mankind was left all alone to fight an enemy that was far superior and that could easily outmatch them, in every way. That didn't stop them from trying. All military forces attempted to strike back in one unified, global effort to defend their world.
They failed.
In the end…less than 20 million Earthlings survived.
Over time, Megatron enslaved all of the humans who remained. He used his new slave labor force to mine and extract Earth's precious resources for his diabolical agenda. Many thousands more, died under the supervision of their merciless, heartless masters. It became quickly apparent that the human race was now on the verge of extinction.
Mankind despaired. They had no protectors. No defenders. No rescuers.
No hope…
Yet some would learn eventually, that hope could manifest in many forms. For amongst those slaves, was a young woman…adult in body, but still very much a child in spirit. A young woman who carried memories from a former life, a forgotten past… memories that would one day surface the day she unlocked the secrets contained within her spark, her soul.
The time was approaching, when she would finally be permitted to remember who she really was…and the reason why Primus sent her to Earth.
He chose her…to give mankind hope and to light their darkest hour.
To the rest of the world, she was known as Rayne Payton.
But in secret, she had another name. Her true name…her lost identity, she would soon discover for herself.
For she was the daughter of one of the galaxies' most memorable heroes.
She was the unmistakable child…
…of Optimus Prime.
TO BE CONTINUED!
Author's Note: The epilogues for my stories are many times boring and always seem to be the shortest. Don't worry, the chapters will get longer and more interesting from here. Sorry but updates are most likely going to be slow since I've started a new job that is very demanding. My computer doesn't always cooperate and real life issues keep me busy nowadays. Thanks for reading and please review!