Elita and the Nemesis
By Cat
A long time ago lived a young Prime. He and his Atuobot troops, were enjoying an evening on there ship when there was a knock at the door. It was an older bot, who was in need of help. The Prime let the bot in, asking him to join his troops in a feast of energon. "Energon?" The old bot asked. "Yes." Said the Prime. "We have plenty, please, help yourself." But the older bot laughed, pulling his hood off. "You foolish Prime! You have so much energon and you use it to feed your troops! Why I could be using this to concur the universe!" With a have of his hand, the old bot froze the Primes troops, and himself. "Who are you?" The Prime gaspsed. Eating away at the energon the older bot replied, "I am the darkness, the shadows, the fears and the pain. I am the Fallen! And that is what you soon shall be! Nothing but a nemesis to world and your people!" The Prime screamed as he changed from blue to black. His eyes from a deep blue to a fiery red. His spark warm and loving to mean and cold. Standing over the Prime, the fallen laughed. "And you shall remain this way till the last chip of the cube falls...Nemesis Prime."