That night, Orion spent most of it pacing the Iacon Hall of Records, looking through the extraordinary number of relics in the great museum. He finally stopped, looking into the hall of primes. Inside was a familiar face.

"Alpha Trion?" Orion walked into the hall, "What are you still doing here?"

"I could ask you that same question, Orion." Alpha Trion took his staff and began to walk towards a painting, "Do you know what this?"

Orion stared at the grand mural-like piece of art, "The nine original primes. Prima, Nexus, Onyx, Alchemist, Solus, Vector, Micronus, Megatronus, and Trion."

"Then tell me, who did you meet today?"

"What?"

"I know you met many people, Orion. Megatronus the gladiator was one of them. He wants entrance into the relic room, correct?"

"Yes? How do you know this?"

"It's time you know something, Orion. I am not just Alpha Trion, I am Trion Prime. The second to last of the primes, as it was written."

Orion stumbled back, "What?"

"Quiet! Somebody may hear you!" Alpha Trion started, "I keep this secret in the hopes of finding the last prime. And I may have found him."

"Who is he?"

"You shall learn in time, Orion. All I tell you now is not to trust Megatronus."

"Why shouldn't I? He trusted me."

"His trust is as false as his intentions." Alpha Trion said, "Now head home, Orion. Your work here is done for the night, as is mine."

Orion watched as Alpha Trion exited the hall. Thirsty for more, he followed, only to find the elderly bot had disappeared into thin air. He turned to the window as the light of Iacon tower lit in the distance.

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"Orion." Megatronus walked up to the clerk, "I need your decision."

Orion looked up to the tall cybertronian, "Can I trust you, Megatronus?"

"Of course you can. And call me Megatron. A shorter name for a modest cybertronian. Now, the Relic Room."

Orion nodded, "Your weapons first. Museum policy."

Megatron obliged, removing his fusion cannon from his arm and setting it aside with his mace. Orion motioned for him to follow him. The two cybertronians made their way into a glass room, where several different relics were on display. Orion began to speak, as if his position was as a tour guide.

"Phase Shifter, Polarity Gauntlet, Star Saber, Immobilizer, Resonance Blaster, Apex Armor, and the Forge of Solus Prime herself. And that's just a small portion of the relics here." Curiosity finally poked at Orion to his limit, "What exactly do you hope to learn from these?"

"The actions of the original primes." Megatron walked up to the Resonance Blaster and pointed at it, "This was used by Megatronus? The prime?"

"And forged by Solus, just like everything else in here."

"Interesting. Tell me, Orion, how and why did he use it?"

"He used it against Unicron, because sound was the best weapon he had against the behemoth."

"Precisely. Though you are only half right." Megatron stated, "He used it against Solus and Micronus, killing them. He betrayed the original primes."

"What?"

"It's never been mentioned by Trion, of course. But he's not the only prime alive. Alchemist Prime is still alive. He himself told me."

"Why?"

"Because I… persuaded him to. Maccadam was more than happy to get a few free drinks for himself, I must say."

"Are you saying Maccadam is Alchemist Prime?"

"Alpha Trion didn't tell you everything last night, Orion. He lied, left small potholes where he thought necessary. So tell me, if you can't trust Alpha Trion, who can you trust?"

Orion stared at the Resonance Blaster in total shock, as something dwelled in his mind. He turned to Megatron, "If Megatronus betrayed the original primes, why did you name yourself after him?"

"A valid question, Orion. A name grants many things: power, respect, an identity. The name Megatronus holds power, yet deceit. It holds pride in the sparks of many, but fear in few. Those who know the true story of Megatronus Prime respect me out of fear, and even though that is not what I wish for, some people cannot be impressed by a simple gladiator. All I want is to change the view on the name of Megatronus. No cybertronian should be known for something bad, be it secrets or betrayal."

Orion was respectfully silent. Here beside him stood a cybertronian with the power and the intellect to lead Cybertron into a prosperous golden age. A cybertronian who held others above himself. A leader.

The doors opened and Alpha Trion marched in, "Orion! I told you not to trust him!"

"Alpha Trion." Megatron said calmly, "A wondrous surprise. I was just informing Orion Pax of the true story of Megatronus. The one you censored from him."

"That story is not yours to tell, Megatronus! I'm sorry, but I must ask you to leave, immediately." Alpha Trion motioned to the clerk, "Come with me, Orion."

Orion obliged, following Megatron and Alpha Trion out of the room and to the bottom floor. As a re-armed Megatron left, the prime turned his attention to Orion.

"Fool! Why would you let him into the room?"

"Why did you feel it necessary to keep secrets? To leave gaps in your truth?" Orion asked as Alpha Trion grabbed his shoulder and dragged him into his office, "You told me you were Trion Prime! You never mentioned Megatronus' deceit or Alchemist Prime!"

"I never saw reason to! The past is past, and there is nothing to change that!" Alpha Trion began to leave, "I have nothing more to say to you, other than make another mistake like that, and you're fired."

Orion stood in the office, silent and almost distraught. Almost. Orion now knew that what Megatron had in plan was the best course of action. The new cybertron would be harmonious compared to the spoiled one he lived upon now.

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The next morning, Orion went back to the arena, where the cybertronians were arming themselves. His energon axe and ion blaster attached to his back, he came up to Megatron, who now had a large purple symbol on his chest.

"I'm ready, Megatron."

Megatron looked down on Orion, "Excellent. I knew you'd make the correct choice, Orion. We roll out in 6 kliks. Get yourself the insignia implanted, and we'll begin."

Orion nodded and walked over to a black and purple cybertronian who was dipping an engraving stick into a vat. The cybertronian turned to him and sunk the stick into his shoulder. When it was removed, the same purple insignia Megatron had on him was waxed onto Orion's shoulder, much like the other cybertronian.

"Welcome, Pax. Name's Motormaster." Motormaster pointed to Ironhide, "Over there."

Orion walked to the other red cybertronian, who had an insignia directly below the glass on his chest piece.

"Today's the day!" Megatron shouted as he stepped onto the stage, "The day for us to change the government of cybertron forever! To rise the poor and lonesome out of their sad state and put all in a single, unified rank! We move!"

The entire crowd began to transform, several different shaped vehicles filling the room. Some airborne, some hovering, and some with wheels. Megatron transformed as well, into a shape nobody recognized.

"Charge for Iacon!"

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Alpha Trion paced down the steps of the Iacon tower as Megatron and his mob arrived. The mass transformed and pulled out banners, but paused as Megatron raised his arm.

"Megatronus." Alpha Trion growled, "You've corrupted hundreds with your false words."

"My name is Megatron, and I see no corruption, other than what lies in that building."

"Seice at once!" Alpha Trion exclaimed. Suddenly, the old bot saw the hall of records clerk, "Orion?"

"He's seen through the lies you and the council have laid down." Megatron said, "And we stand here for change. The lower classes have had enough of the high life of the council."

"You lie, Megatron! We, the council, live the same as Orion and others."

"How many deciets must you make, Trion Prime?" Megatron reached behind him and pulled out the Resonance Blaster. Orion stumbled back in surprise, as did much of the crowd.

"The Resonance Blaster? You stole it?"

"Stole is a crude word, Trion. Comondered, that is the word you search for." Megatron began to squeeze the trigger, sending a few of the crowd and neary civilians screaming. Orion stared.

"Megatron, don't!.."

But it was too late. Fully charged, the Resonance Blaster shot forwards an explosion of sound, hammering the old bot and cracking his plating. In seconds, Alpha Trion fell apart, leaving the Matrix of Leadership on the ground. Megatron reached for it, but was stopped by Orion Pax.

"You killed him." Orion stuttered, "You said we would only use weapons to defend ourselves."

"He was in our way, as you are in mine!" Megatron threw Orion backwards, knocking him to the ground. He snatched the matrix and held it up to his chest, "At long last! The Matrix of Leadership is mine!"

A shot was fired, knocking the Matrix out of Megatron's hands. Orion stood up, holding his ion blaster in his left arm, and the energon axe in his right. Megatron growled.

"That was a mistake, Pax."

"I've already made several." Orion put his blaster back and charged, two hands on his axe. He swung, missing Megatron as the gladiator grabbed him by the head and threw him into his crowd of followers, where he landed on the ground. Megatron turned back to the matrix and picked it up, holding it again to his chest. His chestplate opened up, revealing his spark. Suddenly, the Matrix shot out of his hands and into the tower. Megatron roared in frustration as he marched up to the building.

"Work!" The cybertronian grabbed the matrix and attempted to pull it out, to no avail. He roared again, "If I can't have the Matrix, no one can!" Positioning his arm, Megatron fired blast after blast from his fusion cannon into the Matrix, until it dislodged and fell to the ground, unscathed. The cybertronian grinned evilly, "Indestructible. Excellent." With another grab, he tried to tug it off the ground, but it was as stuck to the ground as it was the building.

"It would appear it has rejected your spark." Shockwave stated, walking to his leader, "It can only be picked up by somebody it accepts."

Megatron snarled, "Then get me Maccadam!"

The remainder of the group began to disperse, moving towards Maccadam's bar. Megatron and Shockwave transformed and followed suit, leaving the incapacitated Orion on the ground.