Yes I know I have other stories to finish...what do you mean I shouldn't start another story?...but the plot bunnies...this one'll be good I promise...whatever, I'll post what I like...as if I'd forget about Cybertron Academy...hmf...

Please enjoy.

*-and what of the alleged terrorist resistance group. What are they calling themselves? Autobots? Do you think they could have anything to do with the string of robberies-*

Bumblebee and Smokescreen were both scrambling around their room. Finding their uniforms and Energon cubes. Getting their notes and datapads. The two had awoken from their power down late! If they were late again the headmaster would have their...heads!

"Smokescreen come on!" Bumblebee exclaimed. "We're late!"

Smokescreen was rummaging around their messy closet.

"Wait! Our insignia bands!" Smokescreen replied as he held them up from the rest of the mess.

"Great great, now let's go!" Bumblebee practically shouted.

The two young mechs ran as fast as they could through the halls of the academy. They weren't allowed to use their alt. modes within the walls of the academy, otherwise they would have been speeding past everything.

They passed a large glass window overlooking the shining skyline of Kaon. Cybertron's capital and home to the main headquarters of the Decepticon Empire.

They rushed to get to their classroom and were able to burst through the doors just as the bell rang.

"Bumblebee. Smokescreen. Cutting it a bit close there aren't we?" Their main teacher Lugnut spoke as they walked to their seats.

"We're always here when we need to be sir." Smokescreen replied sheepishly.

The blue seeker shook his helm. "Whatever, just sit down, shut up and listen."

The two nodded and did as they were told.

"As you all know, today we will be travelling to the ruins of Iacon. Astrotrain should be here soon. I just want to go over a few things just so we are clear with each other." Lugnut continued. "This tour will be led by me, and we will supervised by Skywarp-"

"Skywarp? As in the Skywarp of the Lead Seeker Trine?" One of their classmates spoke up excitedly.

"Yes Jetfire. That Skywarp. We went over this remember?" Lugnut replied.

"Yeah...just making sure I'm not experiencing some pre death hallucinations or nothin'." Jet fire replied.

Lugnut rolled his optics before continuing.

"You will all remain with the group. Iacon may be the closest thing to a wasteland upon Cybertron so there are dangerous parts. Buildings could collapse from the tiniest touch, wreckage could crack your pedes and yes, scraplets could emerge. However, you are all wearing scraplet resistant armour and we will not be venturing into any scraplet heavy zones. Fear not, stay close to the group, and no one should get eaten."

"Should?" Smokescreen muttered unsurely as a deep horn could be heard from outside of the building.

"Hey look at that. Our ride's here."

"Alright, everybody load up! Hey there Astro. How's it hangin' at HQ?" Lugnut spoke to the nose of the massive mech's alt. mode.

"Eh, alright I suppose. This is definitely the most exciting thing that I've been assigned to do in the past few cycles." Astrotrain replied.

"Didn't you deliver a squad or two to that new planet we were working on a couple decacycles ago? The uh, green and blue one?"

"Yeah, filled to the brim with tiny organic primitive lifeforms too. Called their planet Aerth or somethin'."

"Heh, no use in remembering any of that nonsense right? Who's the conquering spark that gets to name their new domain?"

"Shockwave. Knowing that freak though he'll probably just give the title of Lab 84 or somethin'. Whatever."

"New domain? They get to name the planet that they conquer?" Bumblebee asked from behind Lugnut.

"Hey, what are you doing here. Get inside kid Astrotrain is just about ready to leave." Lugnut told him.

"Okay okay but my question. Do the conquerors really get to name their own planet?"

Lugnut sighed while Astrotrain replied: "Yeah, but only if the Emperor allows them. For instance, when Starscream and his Trine took a planet, Starscream had no say in the naming of the Empire's new domain. That was because the Emperor was displeased with him at the time and took away his privilege. He was the only instance though."

Bumblebee's optics widened and sparkled before he smiled and nodded.

"Thank you!" He said before running inside of the transportation hub.

Once Bumblebee was inside and the train took off, he sat down next to Smokescreen, who was next to one of the femmes in their class.

"Hey Smokescreen. Did you know that conquering lords get to name the new planet?" Bumblebee asked his friend.

Smokescreen's face plates came apart in surprise.

"Really? I thought that the Emperor named the planets under his rule." Smokescreen replied.

Bumblebee shook his helm. "No! Astrotrain told me so. He said that-"

"-that the lords who lead the conquering forces get to name their new domain." The femme next to Smokescreen, the petite blue and pink streaked Arcee interrupted. "Jeez guys, this is basic level knowledge. I thought that everyone knew that. I mean c'mon, do you seriously think that Emperor Megatron personally takes the time out of his day to think about the names of every single one of his new kingdoms? Common sense you two."

"Hey, sorry we can't be in the know of all the nitty gritty amongst the High Rankers. Don't go acting all high and mighty." Smokescreen replied.

"Hmf. Whatever." she huffed.

The rest of the trip to Iacon was spent talking about what they would name a planet.

"The Fog Homeworld...Eh eh, because, Smokescreen, Fog...it's sorta kinda related...this is why no one lets me name anything."

They finally reached their destination and everyone filed out.

Smokescreen and Bumblebee took in the sights that now surrounded them.

Barren ground, a bleak, dark landscape with rusted, crumbling buildings.

"Everyone, welcome to Iacon. Well, what's left of it." Lugnut proclaimed.

The class followed Lugnut in a clump as he walked through what was left of the city streets.

"Okay so, what do you kids already know about Iacon?" Lugnut asked.

Several students shot their servos towards the sky. They could see a seeker alt. mode circling above them.

Lugnut pointed towards one student.

"It was the capital of Cybertron before the Great War." "During the Great War it served as the home of the Autobot High Command."

"Good...anything else? On the Great War perhaps?"

No one answered him so he continued.

"Oh please I've talked to you lot about this. The Great War, began here." Lugnut spoke.

Everyone quieted down to listen to their teacher.

"Before the war, before the Decepticon Empire, Cybertron was ruled by a council. They called themselves the High Council which just so happened to be situated within the boundaries of Iacon. The council was comprised of rich elitists and high class nutters whose only care was to maintain their own wealth and power. That was when our Emperor, Megatron rose up from their oppression...can I have someone fill in the blanks?"

Bumblebee raised his servo.

"The Emperor rebelled against the evils of the High Council. He gathered loyal followers who believed in his vision. They worked to create a new system for equality amongst the masses."

Smokescreen began to speak as well.

"And then there were people who believed in the current, corrupt system. High Council servants and sympathizers who named themselves Autobots. The two sides fought and the Great War lasted for, uh..."

"Nearly 6 million years." Lugnut finished. "It was a long and brutal time for all of Cybertron. As a warrior who served during the war, I must say that there were far too many atrocities to be thought about. The fighting laid waste to our home planet. However, we Decepticons were able to win the war before Cybertron died. Cybertron is a much happier place now is it not? Not to mention that our great empire has spread to no less than ten other worlds...or rather, eleven now."

All of the students smiled. Cybertron under the rule of the Decepticon Empire was indeed a wonderful place.

"Alright, enough of that chit chat. Let's get walking. I'll be showing you some of the old historical places. The old council building, and what used to be the Iacon Hall of Records. Sit tight Astrotrain, we'll be back!"

As the class began their walk, no one noticed the dark, cloaked figure watching them from the highest floor of a building.

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