Chapter One

Cybertron: Iacon Council

The war between Autobots and Decepticons had waged long, and fruitless, for countless vorns, the council convening in one of the last hold outs on the Planet. Attack rose every sol, numbers dwindling, any other planets in the galaxy unwilling to give aid, afraid of threatening retaliation from Megatron's forces. It was a grim Sol indeed as Optimus Prime took the head seat in the council, his most trusted bots amongst him.

There were not many left.

They were here to discuss what they always did, A way to stop the war and the countless lives lost. Cybertron's shell had taken heavy damage, the god sleeping beneath their feet unable to response as transformation seams welded and warped under their weapon fire. They were killing Primus one Sol at a time, and it was becoming unacceptable.

The decepticons pressed on for one reason, and one reason only. The Allspark. The source of life and energy for the entire Cybertronian race. It created the deposits of energon for them to mine up, it created the new life in bonded Bots who wished for a sparkling, and it represented the past, present, and future of their species. A future that was becoming more and more bleak. Something must be done.


Megatron refused to relent, wanting the source of energy for himself, to make a new world for him forces. A better world. One without the nobles of old and the classist system the Autobots had held so dear. One's worth would be gauged by ones ability to please Megatron. No corrupt council to order more taxation and give reforms to cut costs. No slums to house the bots unable to afford upgrade for a better like, born into near slavery. This was the world The Autobots fought for. Fools, all of them. Not even the destruction of Vos would save them, the act only deeper entrenching the seekers into his army. The Autobots would fall soon enough.


Optimus looked as his council, no bot having been on it before, save for Perceptor and Alpha trion. All others had been killed or tortured to insanity long ago. The brutality of the Decepticons knew no bounds.

"All accounted for. Commence the meeting."

Optimus looked at the hopeful optics directed at him, all of them believing he would come up with the answer to their troubles. Sadly, he could not think of one. The Allspark was in its temple, housed in the center of Iacon as it has always been. The city was under constant attack, surrounded. It was only a matter of time. "My fellow Autobots, hear me. Today, we must decide the future of our people. The future of our Planet, and the future of all Cybertronian's to come after. We must decide.." He offlined his optics, face showing sorrow, mask gone while in the presence of these trusted. "We must decide what we will do with the Allspark."

Hushed tones filled the room, no one bold enough to directly object the Prime. Most seemed to doubt his words, wondering if he was cracking under the stress. He stood firm under their gaze, tall and solid as his first time before them. "The decepticons will not stop until it is theirs. They would destroy us, Cybertron, and the rest of this galaxy if it would be theirs. There is only one option... We must remove it." Uproar came from the room, the most vocal those who knew what would happen if their source of life was taken.

He put up a servo, asking for quiet. "I am not saying give it to the Decepticons, but it can not stay here. We must find somewhere safe for the Allspark, until we have a chance to recover. Somewhere that will distract the Decepticons. I propose... We send it into uncharted space." More uproar, though less as Bots began to comprehend his plan. "They will give chance, leave this place and search endlessly for it. Yes, I know the risks if they find it, but do they outweigh the ricks of their continued assaults?" The room quieted as each bot took the time to think, to wrap their processor around the Prime's thinking.

One by one, the council silenced, waiting for Optimus to continue. It was no other choice, they would all perish if this continued. And the Decepticons would gain the Allspark for certain then. It was decided.

"Very well. Let us begin."


Please let em know what you think : I renamed my human OC, to better fit the story.