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There is nothing to describe the feelings I had when I faced my older brother. All I know was that he, the enemy, committed treason against Cybertron. But I never saw him as that. What I felt were betrayal and abandonment. All I could think was how can he do this to me? Why did he force me to go against him? And why did he left?
Before Optimus Prime, I was originally named Orion Pax. I worked in the Iacon Hall of Records as a clerk. It's not the most interesting job in Cybertron, but I love doing it. I learn many things from the stored artifacts, which made up the whole entire history of Cybertron. Cybertronian History was my strongest subject in school. It made me realize the corruption in our government and the inequality of our people. Deep down, I wanted to change it, so we can all live together peacefully. Unfortunately, no one would listen to someone like me, who hide behind a touch pad. I rarely have the confidence on myself. It doesn't mean that someone shouldn't stand up.
The one who stood up was Megatronus, but is called Megatron. He was very passionate about bringing equality to all Cybertonians. He rallied upon thousands and thousands of followers in his protest against the government. His followers were in awe of him, drawn in by his charisma and strength. I, myself, admired my brother for he was both a warrior and leader. And he had a great vision for Cybertron. He was everything that I wanted to be.
Then, my brother fell into hard time.
The dreaded day came when he confronted the Council about his ideas and solutions. I saw something in him that I never knew exist. He voiced out that he'll use any means of violence to achieve his goals, even proclaiming himself the next Prime. The High Council were displease by his thoughts and ordered him to leave. Never before have I seen him so furious. Suddenly, a few weeks later, he mysteriously disappear, and I became worried.
A couple of months passed until he unexpectedly waged war against all of Cybertron. His loyal followers became his army who he called them Decepticons. In Iacon, the news about the Decepticons were plastered everywhere. They attack without warning and taken over Tarn and Kaon. Sentinel Zeta Prime stand before us, giving us a speech about the Decepticon threat, and the leader, Megatron, must be stop at all cost. With endless support, many Iacon citizens joined the Autobots. They manage to rally enough bots against Megatron's forces. But both armies were equal in strength.
What didn't change was the fact that my brother was the one held responsible. When I found out it was him, I fell onto my kneecaps in disbelief. I couldn't move, I couldn't speak to anyone. My whole entire world crumbled down when I accepted the truth. I lost my only brother.
"Why?" I said. The only word I managed to say.
Recently, I infiltrated Kaon, now heading towards the throne room. As I walked closer, I felt a sudden weight on my spark. No other reason I could explain of. I feel there is something wrong here, something I can't put my servos on. I brush it aside because I came here for answers.
I unlock the doors wide open. "Megatron!" I shouted.
Megatron was sitting on his throne with Soundwave at his side. "How dare a Autobot scum enter here!" He yelled, angrily. "State your designation!"
I retracted my face mask. "It's me! Orion!"
"Orion?" He stood up from his throne, looking down at me. I have changed greatly through the many cycles I've endured throughout this war. I wasn't the same Orion I once was.
He laughed. I shook slightly because I haven't heard his laugh for a long time. "Orion! It's been cycles!" He smiled. "I can't believe it's you! Are you here to join my Decepticons?"
I was about to speak until he said. "You and me. It would be like old times! With you here, we can finally defeat Prime and his pathetic Autobots! And we can finally change Cybertron for the better!"
My spark grow heavier and heavier with each word. "No, I'm not here to join you."
"What do you mean?" Megatron asked.
"What I mean is this: I'm here to stop you, Megatron." I said, locking eyes with him. "You've hurt innocent people. Killed many of my friends. You try to oppress everyone by using force. With that, I'll be the one to end you."
A flash of hurt went through his eyes, then he quickly covered it. "You're wrong, brother. What I'm doing is for the benefit of all Cybertronians. The chaos Prime and the High Council created, I'm putting order to. Those sacrifices was necessary to achieve that goal we always wanted."
I took a few steps forward. "No, you're in the wrong! You used violence to achieve all this. Nothing good can come from violence!"
"My naïve little brother. Violence is the only way. Prime, the Council, everyone cannot stop me!"
"What about me?" I asked.
He hesitated. "You, brother?"
"Yes, what if I stop you?"
"Not even you can stop me."
"Megatron-" I was unaware that Soundwave gotten behind me. He wrapped my arms around my torso and lifted me up. I struggled against his hold and managed to break free from it. Without a second thought, I ran straight after Megatron. There was a surprise look on his face. I drew my blaster that I carried from my back, ready to aim at him. He must be stopped, it doesn't matter if he's my brother.
Then I felt something go right through my chest. I looked at my chest and saw energon leaking from me. I stared at my brother, pointing his gun at me, smoke coming out of it. I no longer see the older brother who I smiled and laughed with. I saw Megatron, the leader of the Decepticons.
"You leave me no choice, brother." He whispered, almost sad.
I crumbled onto the floor and landed on the cold, smooth ground. Soon, I'll be one with the Allspark.
Someone... Anyone... You must stop him.
He is not my brother.
He is...not...my brother.
He is...not...my...brother.
