This is our first story (Snazzy and OP) and we pretty much wrote it in one night, please don't hate , but polite criticism is welcome :) The story itself starts off from the book Transformers: Exodus, just letting you know. Disclaimer (we do not own or claim to own Transformers, it is property of Hasbro)

"The Matrix of Leadership is on Cybertron though it has not been seen in these billions of cycles," said Halogen, a member of the high council. "According to the Archivist, Alpha Trion, it may be found in these turbulent times, and if found will lead all Cybertronians through to a new age on the other side."

Halogen leveled his gavel at Orion Pax and Megatron.

"Yes," Megatron said softly, so softly that Orion Pax wasn't quite certain he had heard it.

And then Halogen said, "Megatron, upon you we place the quest for the Matrix of Leadership."

Orion Pax felt nothing but pride for his friend as most of the room erupted into cheers. The High Council saluted his friend, and Megatron, his gaze filled with glee, saluted back.

"The Matrix of Leadership is yours to seek from now on, because from this moment on we grant you the title of Prime, and you must unite Cybertron and its inhabitants."

The Cybertronians in the back of the crowd, Megatron's followers, erupted into shouts and other loud sounds of triumph over Megatron's new title. Orion Pax walked over to his friend and placed his hand on Megatron's shoulder.

"I am very proud of you, brother," Orion Pax congratulated Megatron.

"Thank you brother," Megatron responded, turning back to face the High Council. "My first act as Prime is to make Orion Pax my second in command."

Megatron then proceeded to walk out of the courtroom and was flooded by his followers bidding him good fortune. Orion Pax was speechless. Me, as second in command? He thought. A follow up thought struck him speechless as well. Second command of what exactly? He exchanged a skeptical look with Jazz, who had not joined the growing group around Megatron. Jazz's expression was a mix of anger, confusion, and thoughtfulness, but he nodded silently telling him to go follow. So he did, Orion Pax pursued after Megatron through the streets of Iacon until they were alone to express his confusion.

"Megatron," he asked, "exactly what am I second in command of?"

The great and powerful new Prime turned to look at his colleague. "You are second in command of my search for the Matrix of Leadership, and, if the need arises, my head general." The wheels in Orion's head spun. Another question left his mouth before he could think.

"But what about Shockwave, Soundwave, and Starscream?"

"What about them," Megatron asked.

"Surely they will have equally important, if not more important, roles in this quest too? I do not think I am qualified to come with you to search for the Matrix, after all it was the High Council that appointed you as Prime. I am just a librarian."

"Don't be silly brother. I wouldn't have any other bot as my second in command."

This brought a small level of comfort to Orion as the pair continued to walk through Iacon to an unknown location.

"Where is this?" Orion asked.

"This is my laboratory, where we will conduct our research." Megatron responded. They neared a dark gloomy building that stood out like a dark thorn in the streets of Iacon. Its windows were tinted as not to let anyone from the streets to see in, with the looming doors guarded by a duo of brutish looking mechs. Each looked ready to pounce on anything that crossed their paths. Megatron strode up to them and simply waved his hand and they parted without a second thought.

"Hail Lord Megatron," they said in unison. They proceeded to walk into the building and were treated with the sight of training facilities and labs.

"But, Megatron. If I'm going to be your head general, won't I need to know how to fight?" Orion asked.

"Well, we'll have to fix that. Starting tomorrow I will get the best bots to train you in the art of combat." Megatron said, smiling at his friend. Orion Pax wasn't sure that he would be able to learn how to fight. Megatron sensing his friend's doubt, looked over at him and reassured him,

"Don't worry brother, I won't let you go out until you are almost as powerful as me." Orion Pax felt better hearing the reassuring words of his friend.

"I can't wait for tomorrow then," he said.

After a night's rest Orion Pax and Megatron walked into one of the many training facilities where Starscream and his seekers were preparing for training in hand to hand combat. "Starscream," Megatron barked, "you have the honor of training Orion Pax, my second in command." Megatron could see the hatred flicker through Starscream's eyes but pretended not to notice.

Starscream conceded that arguing would get him demoted even further and obliged saying, "As you wish Lord Megatron."

"I want Orion to be able to fight decently by the end of the week." Megatron announced as he turned to leave.

"As you wish, Lord Megatron." He grumbled. As Megatron left Orion felt a pang of doubt, he could tell that Starscream didn't like him.

"So, Orion Pax," Starscream said, "what do you know about fighting?"

"Not much," Orion Pax admitted, "I've only heard about it from the broadcasts on the Grid. But I have had a bit of training with my friend Jazz."

"We have a lot of work to do," Starscream growled, barely audible.

"I can't believe that Orion Pax actually believes Megatron," Jazz complained to Prowl. He took another gulp of his glowing drink not bothering that he spilled some of it on the table when he slammed it back down.

"Me neither. I don't believe that Megatron will do everything that he promises that he will." Prowl grumbled. The two had been conversing over the topic for over an hour. Prowls intuition had never been wrong so far, so Jazz trusted whatever he had to say.

"Orion Pax is relatively new to everything. He'll trust whatever Megatron has to say. Megatron is corrupting him without Orion even knowing it." Jazz said.

"If my senses are correct, then I can sense that a war is coming along soon. And it might not be with other empires, it might be with other Cybertronians that oppose him." Prowl growled. "We have to get Orion Pax to realize what's happening, or else this could spell disaster."

Hope you enjoyed, please help us come up with ideas for the next chapter. :)

OP- Snazzy, please leave the typing to me, I can literally do it correctly with my eyes closed, where as you look at everything and still manage to spell everything wrong.

Snazzy- Hey I can't help myself, I am just too excited to type at a regular pace!

OP- No, Snazzy, you type at the pace of a snail and still can't spell.

Snazzy- :(