Okay, this chapter won't focus on Optimus Prime, sorry. That will be the next chapter. Instead, this chapter will focus on the Decepticon Justice Division and who they really are for people who don't know about them. Also,in the comics, I know Vos doesn't speak regularly, but he will in this. without any further delay, let's begin.
"What is it about Phase Sixers ,Hm? Why this tedious tendency to Rebel?" Tarn questioned as he stared at the unmoving body of a red and black decepticon with a horned helmet and missing his legs stapped in a red metal electric chair.
"Take Black Shadow for instance. He was an extraordinary decepticon, he was. Hand picked by Megatron to sterilize Planet's for decepticon rule. He was all but guaranteed a seat on the decepticon conclave. Until he accepted half a billion galactic units from the autobots, in exchange for blowing up a fleet of decepticon war worlds. At least now he's..."
"Uhh, Tarn" A large blue and gold Decepticon interrupted Tarn.
"I think he's still alive" The large decepticon told Tarn.
"You know what Helex? I do believe your right. When he stopped sobbing and begging for his life I assumed.. Well I assumed that was the end of him. Kaon, give him one last jolt and release him" Tarn told the electric chair.
A huge shock was emitted from the chair in which the black and red the decepticon felt immensely. He screamed in agony before the back of the chair fell back and released him.
"What was that sound?" Vos asked while looking at the smoking body of the Black Shadow.
"That Vos, is the saddest sounding sound of them all. The sound of a transformation cog, grinding to a halt. But don't worry Vos, I'll play him some music to take his mind off the Paralysis." Tarn told Vos as he started to play his signature music. He soon knelt down beside the black and red decepticon and started talking.
"Vos is something of a linguistic purist. He only speaks the primal vernacular, or what you sometimes call it, old cybertronian. So believe me he has his way with words. I've been trying to teach him a few phrases in Neocybex, but he's only managed a few words so far" He told Back Shadow.
"Just...get it...over with" The decepticon told him out of pain.
"Hmmm, I don't think you quite appreciate how this works. Our job is to hunt down any decepticons, who by their actions or inactions, have frustrated the realization of Megatron's goals and introduce them to a world of unremitting pain" Tarn told him while still kneeling down next to him.
"Now, given that you were only partially melted by Helex, and partially crushed by Tesarus...I'd have thought that was obvious. But take heart, if word of your preposterously gruesome demise reaches just one hesitant decepticon and terrifies him into staying the course, then all the pain you have suffered would've been worth it" Tarn said to the decepticon as said decepticon tried to get up.
"But..the war's over, Megatron is dead" Black Shadow struggled to say as tarn held his chin up off the ground.
"But the war's what?, the war's over? Oh Black Shadow that's sweet, but the war is never over until I hear from Megatron himself that it is over. He is in no way shape or form dead either. Megatron will say nothing until he presides over a society so peaceful, that the very notion of conflict is literally inconceivable." Tarn told the dying decepticon.
"As he writes in'Towards Peace' My weapon is a burden: a reminder of the path I was forced to take. When the word 'weapon' is emptied of meaning; when the purpose of a weapon is impossible to grasp; when the rejection of my weapon is of significance to no one other than myself, only then shall I cast out my weapon. Because only then, will I have earned the right to rid myself of my burden" Tarn finishes the quote as his music stops.
"I could go on, but-listen. Have you noticed that I've stopped the music. Is that significant? Why yes, yes it is. You're thinking 'I've seen what the other four can do, but their leader- with his double fusion cannon, fine music and literary quotations-what makes him so special?" Tarn asked Black Shadow as said decepticon vomited energon on to the floor.
Tarn moved his face closer to the side of Black Shadow, his mask literally looming over him.
"Here's the thing: They say I could talk people to death. 'Weaponized conversation' they say. I don't know I say, Sounds a bit pretentious. Maybe so, they say. But you can modulate the timbre of your voice, so that it falls into step with the pulse of the listener's spark. Well, I say, there is that. And then by gradually lowering your voice, they say you can coax the spark into giving up" Tarn finishes as he kneels closer and starts to whisper through his mask.
"That's what they say. What do you say?" Tarn asked in a whisper to Black Shadow.
"I'm so, so sorry" Black Shadow told him as his body started to glow bright orange.
"STAND BACK EVERYONE" Tarn told his team
"PHASE SIXERS HAVE A TENDENCY TO GO-" Tarn couldn't finish as Black Shadow's body exploded before them. The DJD grouped around the crater in silence
"Bored now, who's next on the list" A huge yellow decepticon with a large hole in his chest and an x shaped crest/visor on his face.
"The next target on our list is Optimus Prime, the autobot leader." Vos told the group.
"That's all very well Vos, but we have to find him first. Helex try to scan for his energon signature." Tarn told Helex.
"What did Black Shadow do with his life?" Vos asked
"What did he do with his life? He lived Vos, he lived" Tarn told him.
That's the DJD for you. I know this chapter was short but this was merely an introduction to the DJD for some. If you haven't noticed, this was taken from MTMTE(More than meets the eye) comic. The encounter with black shadow and the DJD. I hjust had to use it since the execution was so good in my opinion. In no way shape or form do I own transformers and transformers comics. Rights all go to Hasbro and IDW. If you wanna kknow how tarn will sound, go to youtube and type in MTMTE #7 Tarn talks Black shadow to death. Well that's it for now. see ya next chapter.