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The AllSpark Needs a Body
Part 3
Dark Lords and Dark Leaders
Third POV, Autobot base
Optimus was standing in a corner and watched the girl who was waiting patiently for Ratchet to finish his scans on her. She was so much calmer then the last time the concerned medic had scanned her, almost as if she already knew what was about to come. Absolutely nothing, those were the results which would be seen over and over and over. It was barbaric; regarding how much it hurt Bulkhead didn't help either.
Optimus still couldn't believe that this was happening. That Miko was the AllSpark, which she no doubt was. But still... It did not seem right. Why would the AllSpark steal the life of such a defenseless and young creature? What had it done to her?
He and Ratchet had a presentiment. The way the girl was acting, wasn't the way Miko normally acted. She wasn't as graceful and polite as the creature lying on the berth next to the former CMO. The Japanese girl had never been like that and would hardly ever be. Thus, it could not be Miko. The being that had attacked Jack could not have been Miko either, well at least not completely. As Ratchet had already mentioned, the AllSpark must have tried to take over her mind, but did not succeed completely as it was behaving too wild when it had attacked Jack. Miko must have put on a rather fierce fight. But now?
With a loud click, Ratchet's scan completed and he turned himself towards the big screens covering the walls of the med-bay. The girl still watched him patiently, hands folded on her lap, back straight as he had never seen it before with any of the children. She made such a reputable impression.
"Optimus, can we talk. From optic to optic?" he then asked, turning around and facing the Autobot leader. His face looked all of a sudden exhausted and tired, as if he was much older than he actually used to be. Something was horribly wrong and Optimus did not want to know what it was, but did he ever have a choice?
The Prime nodded, "Of course, my old friend."
"Arcee? Would you bother watching Miko?" They still disliked leaving her alone; anxious she might change her mind and flee once more. As they both walked deeper into the base, Arcee went to Miko's side and smiled reassuringly down at her.
"Ratchet, what is it?" Optimus asked, though he was sure that he actually didn't want to know.
"We have been right."
Bulkhead came out from behind, "Right with what?"
The medic sighed, "As Miko attacked Jack, the AllSpark was still fighting her mind. She wasn't really present then, those were more likely her instincts attacking Jack and running away. So she had actually been a mindless creature at that time. A wild animal simply trying to defend itself."
Yes. But now? What's now? Bumblebee asked, turning around a corner. Everyone looked at Ratchet with a mixture of expectancy and anxiety.
"The AllSpark has... completely taken over her mind.," Ratchet whispered, his gaze falling to the ground taking a part of his body with it. It looked as if he was carrying a heavy burden and the Prime knew that it was his always present guilty feeling about not being able to do anything against the evil in this perpetual war. Optimus' battle mask shot forward just as it always did when he had problems controlling his emotions.
"What does that mean, Ratchet?" Bulkhead asked with wide eyes and a shocked expression on his face. It was hard to see the Wrecker like this when he normally never looked weak. But now, the best way to describe him would be saying he looked like a child who found his dog, his best friend, lying on the road, dying. Hit by a Peterbilt truck.
"The AllSpark finally conquered her mind. Miko doesn't exist anymore."
Bulkhead stared at him with disbelief. Optimus sighed and laid a hand on his shoulder, "Bulkhead..."
"NO!" he shouted, stepping away from the others. "Not Miko! You made a mistake! You researched wrong! You made a mistake! It can't be! Not Miko!"
Bumblebee stepped aside as Bulkhead transformed and sped towards the exit. Or towards the medical bay?
Is that true, Ratchet? Is she never going to be herself again, Bumblebee asked with big, sad eyes. I mean, Bulk once lost his memories too, didn't he? Miko got him to wake up again! Probably the same works for her and then everything's gonna be alright again!
Optimus shook his head, "I fear not Bumblebee, I am sorry. But even if it could work, we would have to get the AllSpark out of her body and the only way to do so would be... killing Miko."
"I tried everything, scanned her on all frequencies and strengths but if her mind was still working, I would have gotten a signature, even if it was only a faint signal. But since I couldn't find anything..."
Bumblebee nodded and it felt good as Optimus laid a comforting hand on the young scouts shoulder.
Optimus?
"Yes, Bumblebee?"
Do you believe there exists something like the Well, like a 'heaven' for humans?
"No Bumblebee, I do not. But I fairly hope that I am wrong."
–
"Master?"
Starscream already watched the Decepticon's Lord pace through the command center for hours, for there was nothing else to do than to wait for the Autobots to call. He knew the energy resources of his master were low at the moment and he also knew that he hadn't recharged for some time. But Megatron did not even consider listening to Knock Out, when said medic held his lectures of how bad it was to not recharge or refuel for so long. He even threatened to blast him if he'd start about the effects of armor stability.
Anxious, Starscream listened to his master mumbling something in a strange Cybertronian dialect. He knew it. The language of the Primes. Very few knew it, let alone speak or read it. Only the highest ranked Decepticons had the ability to do so and that limited. They could not understand everything, unlike Lord Megatron who had learned the language from Cybertron's leaders themselves. Just like Optimus Prime had.
Starscream only understood few of what he mumbled. Single words and sentence fragments. AllSpark... get to the core... destroy... punish the Prime... unworthy... aliens... conquer this planet... back to golden age...
"Master?" he repeated. The second in command did not like the insane tone in his master's voice at all. Indeed, Megatron had always been insane and dictatorial, but this was getting unusual.
The dark Lord looked up and Starscream saw his red eyes glowing like fire. "What is it?" he whispered deadly and Starscream bowed, laughing out of fear as he took a step back. By now, he was sure his master had lost his mind completely. "I do not believe your systems can take the extreme withdrawal of Energon for such a long period of time, master."
I just had to provoke this, didn't I?, Starscream thought to himself as he got slapped against the wall by Megatron and felt his whole body shiver, caused by the vibration of the colossus' heavy and yet graceful steps. Starscream had to confess, he'd always admired his masters ability of moving and behaving graceful in even the oddest situations. What would he give for such a gift?
"Do you question my sanity, STARSCREAM?"
Oh how he hated hearing his name screamed out by his so called master. One day, they'd switch places and Starscream would be the one to scream down at Megatron. To slap him against walls, punish him and torture him with simple, throwaway remarked threats.
"Lord Megatron?" one of the drones called out hesitantly.
Hmmm...They aren't as useless as they used to be, are they? the second in command thought as Megatron let go off him, distracted by the drone.
"A message from the Prime, my liege. He wants to meet. Alone."
Starscream's gaze followed his master and he did not dare to move, let alone stand up as Megatron took a few firm steps towards the screen. "Did he send coordinates?" he whispered and Starscream's eyes widened. "You do not plan on going alone, do you master?"
"I do whatever I desire, Starscream."
And with these words, the Decepticon Lord left the command center and headed towards the GroundBridge control room.
Starscream quickly got up and stumbled after him. "But master. Master!"
He caught up with the Decepticon Lord, hurrying to keep on his level though his master's steps were too big for him. He crouched down while walking, fiddling with his hands, optics big and anxious. Yet again, Starscream was proud of himself as he saw his reflection in Megatron's armor. He was just as good as he'd always been, deceptively real. But his master barely took any notice.
"Lock on to Prime's coordinates!" he growled and the drones bowed, obviously afraid of the consequences for a mistake.
"I will depart alone Starscream and you will not be disobeying my orders. The ship stays on course and no command of yours will be obeyed until I have given the permission to do so!" then he transformed and sped off through the GroundBridge, leaving his traitorous second in command behind.
–
Optimus was waiting on the same field as Megatron had handed Miko over to them. He didn't need to wait for long until his brother finally approached though. The GroundBridge opened to his right and the Cybertronian jet exited it while transforming with such a grace, which Starscream wouldn't even possess in a decade of training. Optimus had to confess, he had always been a little jealous on his brother. Since he could remember, Megatron had been the one who had to work hard for his success while Optimus had always gotten everything without even asking for it. In the end, he respected his brother. Megatron had come far without the help of anyone. He had started as a miner and had become a gladiator. Then taken over the name of one of the original thirteen, shortened it and had become Megatron, leader of the Decepticons. Optimus had simply gotten forced into his title and his position. Of course his training had been hard, but not in the least as hard as everything Megatron had gone through. It was difficult to understand, but Optimus sometimes wished Megatron had become leader. Who knew if it would have ended this bad? On the contrary to Optimus, Megatron had worked hard to get what he wanted. In the end, Cybertron would probably have survived. With Optimus as its leader, it hadn't.
"Megatron."
"Optimus! I believe you have made a decision?"
Megatron stepped closer without even the slightest tension in his body. His polished, silver armor reflected the blue light of Optimus optics and reminded him yet again to keep his head up. Primes didn't show any emotions. Never.
"Why is it so very important to you that she reaches the core?" the Prime asked firmly, his optics following every single movement of his brother's body, preparing to defend himself if needed. After millennia of fighting, Optimus had lost the patience to trust the warlord.
"Do you not wish for our planet to be revived?"
"I will not put my wishes over the well-being of the girl!"
"So you rate the well-being of one tiny little human higher than the survival of an entire race? Our race?!"
"She is innocent!"
Optimus surprised himself with losing the control and yelling at his brother. Apparently he had surprised Megatron too, but the Decepticon Lord quickly caught himself again. His face was serious, no sign of derision or taunt to be found.
"You will never find a creature more innocent than this little girl."
Was Optimus being deceived or was that truly sadness in Megatron's optics?
"Why would you mind, Megatron?" he whispered, returning the sadness. Megatron appeared to be indeed affected by the outcome of the AllSpark's arriving on earth.
"Do you think I don't care for it? This may be our only chance to revive Cybertron, but sacrifice what has brought us into being? Is it worth sacrificing her only to give us a new chance? Optimus, do you really believe I would not rather keep the AllSpark at my side than to let her make such a grave mistake? Hasn't it been you lately who had said that we cannot let others die for our mistakes? I give you right in this very point; I cannot destroy the creature who has brought this universe to life because of us having been so foolish. Raising Unicron, destroying Cybertron and Primus, that all would be nothing against such an act of cruelty. I do not mind for this planet and the vermin crawling upon it, but I mind for the one being which not even Unicron the chaos bringer would dare to harm!"
"Then why do you let her go that easily?" Optimus didn't feel right saying those things. He didn't feel like Optimus Prime talking to his opponent, he felt like Orion Pax talking to his mentor, though it highly bothered him that Megatron did not seem to even waste a thought at Miko. On the other side, had he expected anything else?
"Because I respect her decision, though I have tried to convince her of it being the wrong one."
How long had it been ago that he had talked like this? Without any mistrust or hate in his words? Even if it would have been the only opportunity to save this planet, Optimus doubted that he would ever be able to harm the Cybertronian standing right in front of him at this very moment. He reminded him too much of his old brother. The one whom he could trust with anything lying heavily on his spark. Not the one who had let himself become distorted by all the hate and anger.
"Have you made a decision, Optimus?" he then asked expectant, his gaze turned cold again and his body straightened as he noticed the upcoming warmth in his brothers optics.
"We will depart at the fall of the next solar cycle. My team will accompany us and we will maintain a truce until the human is safe again! Send us the coordinates to your Spacebridge and we will come."
Megatron nodded. He nearly felt sorry for his brother's naivety, but in the end, the time they had been brothers was long ago. Now, they were opponents in need of a truce, in the calm before a storm.
The GroundBridge opened and Megatron watched Optimus disappear through it. His battle mask had been hiding his face the whole time, but Megatron could not be fooled by him. The great Prime was in the middle of a battle between the option to destroy the only chance of survival they had, or to sacrifice one puny, little human girl who had nestled down deep inside his spark. Megatron had to laugh at this. Yes, that was typically Optimus. Always found himself attracted by the wrong side, the weak side and as the stubborn martyr he was, he would be staying on that path if he had once decided to do so.
–
Arcee watched Optimus carefully as he stepped through the GroundBridge and walked over to the berth where Miko was placed on. Her head laid on Rafael's backpack and her body was curled up to a ball. Ratchet was still in front of the screens and regarding her scans. Arcee knew that he was grimly searching for another possibility to separate Miko's mind from the AllSpark, or at least for a way to get Miko to respond again, not the long lost relic. For even if Ratchet was able to get the AllSpark out of her body, there was still the problem to get Miko back to consciousness and Arcee believed that that was the biggest one.
"So, what are ya goin' ta do about this, Prime?" Wheeljack demanded while he stepped into view from behind the corner of the medical bay. Poor Wrecker. He liked her nearly as much as Bulkhead did and there was no second that none of the two was watching her. One of them always stood guard and it fortunately didn't seem to bother her.
"We will bring her to the core, through Megatron's Spacebridge and accompanied by him and his army."
Wheeljack nodded, though he wasn't exactly thrilled by the plan. He stepped closer to the small creature on the berth and asked monotonously, "When?"
"At tomorrow's fall. Every one of us will be coming," the Prime stated and Ratchet turned around confused.
"Everyone?"
"Yes, you too, old friend. Jack and Rafael will be handling GroundBridge duty until we return."
Ratchet frowned. If Optimus wanted every one of them to accompany him, then there would most likely be a fight. For what? The AllSpark? Miko? Cybertron? And that was not the only problem he noticed.
"Is Agent Fowler to be informed?" Arcee suddenly asked, having the same thought in mind.
"No. Not until it is over."
"But Miko is human! She won't be able to breath our atmosphere without being equipped like Jack was when he traveled to Cybertron!" Ratchet exclaimed, giving his leader an utterly shocked glance.
"Hey Doc, what do ya think will this Fowler guy do if he finds out we're gettin a little girl to Cybertron so that she can sacrifice herself? Ya think he'll cheer us on, or d'ya think he'll set his pentagon friends on us?" Wheeljack snapped at the medic with a highly sarcastic tone in his voice.
Bulkhead suddenly stepped in, apparently woken up by a comm. link from Wheeljack. "You're planning to do what?" he asked, obviously oblivious of what was going on.
"You're beloved commander plans ta send our lil' girl to the Well an' throw the AllSpark after."
Bulkhead's head jerked into the Prime's direction, "You wanna do what?"
"Bulkhead, there is no other option. If the AllSpark wishes to..." he started, but got interrupted by Bulkhead stepping so close to him, that the Prime had to back away slightly in order to avoid a fight.
"The AllSpark? What about Miko?! Is Miko worth nothing to you anymore? Is she so easily to be replaced simply because Ratchet finds her annoying or because she hasn't always followed your orders perfectly like Jack or Raf have? Will you betray her that fast, Prime? I joined Team Prime because I thought it fought for what's right like the Wreckers did, but now?! I'm sorry Optimus. At this point I cannot obey. Miko is our friend, our ally and if that is worth nothing to you, so be it. But I will not abandon her! Wreckers never go down without a fight!"
As if to strengthen his former partner's words, Wheeljack stepped in front of Miko, shielded her sleeping, defenseless frame from everyone in the room and crossed his arms determinedly over his chest.
"Bulkhead, you know we would never intend in anything bad for our human friends. Believe me, I would never have made such a grave decision if there had been any other option, but we cannot oppose the AllSpark's will!"
"And who knows, maybe Miko is going to be herself again and the AllSpark doesn't even plan to sacrifice her. Why would it anyway? There is no point in killing a life form only to remain another one which means neither more or less to her."
Bulkhead stared at Ratchet with a mixture of disgust and hate. Arcee and Bumblebee didn't even seem to fully understand what was going on. And Wheeljack didn't even flinch as Optimus set eyes on him with such a look of suppressed distress that would have brought everyone else into guilty feelings. Everyone else, but not a Wrecker.
"Bulkhead do you not see that this is not Miko, whom you are protecting right now from a danger which never existed? The AllSpark lying there on the berth has nothing to do with Miko except for having inhabited her body. Understand that this will be our only opportunity to regain Miko. The real Miko. Otherwise, there would always be nothing more and nothing less than the AllSpark trapped in this human frame, but Miko? Do you see another option? Another way to bring her back?"
Bulkhead groaned exhausted. The former Wrecker slowly turned around and made his way over to Miko's berth, but instead of sitting down next to her, like he usually did, he scooped her up carefully and transformed so that her sleeping frame lay on his passenger seat.
"I doubt sleeping on metal does anything good to her back," he muttered and drove off to his quarters. No one replied anything. Not even Wheeljack. Bulkhead needed a friend right now and no matter whether she was mentally there or not, her simple presence made him feel better.
–
Bumblebee transformed and strolled towards the main screen. Raf followed him automatically and Jack had canceled his shifts at KO Burgers so that he could help out. June would be coming in the late evening and they would all stay at the base until 'it' was over. It was still hard to give the mission a name, when they already knew that it would most likely end with another sacrifice of Team Prime's members. Optimus and Ratchet still tried to decide whether or not to contact Agent Fowler, but they still just couldn't get to a solution.
"Erm guys? I'm kind of having a pretty bad déjà-vu right now..." Rafael suddenly stated, already placed in front of the main screens. And before they could turn around, the sirens already turned on.
"PRIME!"
"Well, just the person we needed," Jack sighed.
The doors to the lift whirred open and a special agent stepped out, expression as pissed as never before.
"I thought you killed this giant evil Lord off?!"
Optimus turned around, hiding his irritation pretty good.
"To whom do you refer, Agent Fowler?" he asked with only a hint of annoyance in his voice Miko would certainly have laughed about.
"The planet sized bucket-head who nearly sent me into a loony bin and tried to wipe out each and every sentient being currently inhabiting mother earth!"
Jack frowned, giving Raf a questioning glance.
"That's what I was talking about! Earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, storms, hurricanes everything we had back then. It's like we never set him back to stasis!" the 12 year old exclaimed, showing reports and images on the main screen where everyone could see them.
"So you think th'old Lord of chaos' still alive down there? Not in stasis anymore?" Wheeljack demanded, coming into the room, closely followed by Bulkhead and the little girl who did not seem to bother being with them. She looked up at agent Fowler and greeted him and the others politely, making her way up to the couch where she sat down and watched the others with adequate interest.
Just then, another alarm went off.
"Optimus! The Nemesis is trying to contact us on all frequencies! Shall I respond?"
Optimus nodded and if it wasn't enough, Megatron started talking right ahead.
"Unicron must have detected her life-signal. I suggest we postpone the mission to right now if you still wish for us to get her to Cybertron in one piece, Prime. Soundwave will send coordinates." And then he hung up.
Everything was silent and Raf watched with slight horror how Agent Fowler's face went pale with rage. His hands clenched to fists and his lips were pressed together to form a firm line. Jack took a step back and Arcee watched him with concern. The AllSpark frowned, didn't understand what was going on. With a loud sigh, Agent Fowler let the air out of his body and slowly shook his head in disbelief.
"When exactly did you plan on telling me that you are about to send an underage girl from our planet to another planet without any gear or permission?" he whispered, his voice dripping with hate.
"After it was over, because he knew you would never give him permission," Jack stated, trying to look as if he wasn't impressed or afraid of the special agent, but the set up hairs on his neck told Arcee the truth.
"Why?"
"Because her return is unlikely, but there is no other option if we want to have Miko back. The real Miko."
"You know that I'm gonna have to inform the pentagon about that and that they will hunt down Team Prime till the end for deliberately sending a little girl into her doom, don't you?" he replied monotonously, his cold gaze following each of the Prime's movements.
"Very well, Agent Fowler. So be it, but the girl will be coming with us and you will not be able to do anything against it. Ratchet! Open up the GroundBridge!" Optimus ordered and Wheeljack grimaced as he saw Bulkhead stiffly walk over to the girl and offer her his hand. He also saw how Bulkhead's spark broke as the girl abdicated and strode gracefully down the stairs towards the Prime. The Wreckers gaze could not be misleading; the deep sadness within them was contagious.
Raf also noticed it and frowned unhappy, "We'll stay put in case you need a Bridge or something."
"Except for Mr. Darby whom I could get to jail for what he's doing," Fowler replied threateningly, but got interrupted as the ground started shaking and the lights fluttered from on to off and on again.
"Earthquake!" Rafael uttered and grabbed the railing in an attempt to steady himself. Optimus simply ignored Agent Fowler's statement and the kids. He knew very well that Fowler wouldn't blame the boy for what had happened.
"Autobots, roll out!"
They all transformed and Miko got, to Bulkhead's grief, onto Optimus' passenger seat.
–
The rain seemed to come down in waterfalls, would never cease, and never stop. It dripped down the Decepticon's armors and blurred their visions. It was impossible to see further than a few clicks, yet the whole Decepticon army stood there in all its discipline and might. Lightning shattered down onto the ground, into the high stone columns, lightening the darkness of the very day.
In the distance, the hum of a GroundBridge was heard and then, six vehicles coming towards them. Megatron showed his footmen to keep in position.
Optimus Prime transformed, holding a hand protectively over the frame in his other one and setting the girl in it on the ground, one hand still over her, shielding her frame from the rain. Megatron kneeled down as he saw the small creature in the white dress standing there. She indeed appeared to be a goddess. A polite smile came upon her face as she noticed Megatron and his followers.
She stepped forward and as she left the protection of the Prime, the rain receded. Slowly, but obvious. The clouds however stayed, shielded the present ones from the sunlight.
"Megatronus," she whispered as a greeting and stopped in the middle between the Autobots and the Decepticons. The fine hair on her arms made it visible that she was freezing and her feet were all wet and muddy from the imbued ground. Her eyes were locked onto the army and Arcee observed the tension in her muscles. There was something about to come. Something horrible.
Suddenly, the ground started shaking. Not like an earthquake, but more like a slight shiver as caused by the impact of something big and heavy. But as everyone turned around, there hadn't been an impact. No, it was more like a giant statue of a transformer, only that it moved.
"Unicron," Optimus whispered and his battle mask shot forward in the ludicrousness of the situation.
Megatron stepped closer to the girl, releasing his blade as he turned to the huge reproduction of the chaos bringer. Without any hesitation Optimus stepped next to him, charging his canons.
"Soundwave, make sure our passenger stays safe," he ordered in a calm, nearly bored tone, neither showing his soldiers, nor his new won allies the intensive threat in their enemy. Soundwave stepped over to the AllSpark and transformed, leaving the cockpit open so that she could step in.
Bulkhead grimaced at the sight of that, but instead of shooting at Soundwave, he started shooting at Unicron's clone and the Decepticon's army followed his example, shielding the communication's chief as he tried to evacuate the AllSpark.
Starscream lead the Flyers and caused the destruction of the colossus in a rather quick time, but as his remains grew to become hundreds of smaller versions, still much bigger than usual transformer, the second in command had to split up his armada and thus sacrificed one Flyer after another. Though they flew with skill and grace and their attack would have brought death to a whole army, they couldn't take them on. Not if there were coming more and more of them and they had to watch how the foot soldiers died in such cruel ways.
The Autobots had taken on the remaining seven giants, but were hardly fighting than rather dodging their attacks. Megatron on the other side was terminating one after another out of the air, but never failed to keep an eye on his communication's chief who tried to get through the battlefield without shooting.
–
The shots came fast, from everywhere and it was hard to decide where was up and where down as Soundwave spun around the air in an attempt to dodge them. Shooting wasn't a good idea. He would only become a bigger target to Unicron's footmen and he had to keep the AllSpark as safe as possible. Unfortunately, on a planet full of rock, Unicron could trace them anywhere, thus evacuation was not an option.
But in all his attempts in trying to keep the AllSpark out of danger, he did not notice what the spinning did to her. Her fingers were clenched around the seat as Soundwave made a nosedive and spun around once more. With an uneasy expression on her face, she held her eyes shut, just like her mouth. Was he malfunctioning or was there really read liquid running down her lips?
"Soundwave! No spinning! The AllSpark's well-being is our first priority!"
But as Soundwave obeyed, the AllSpark could watch how they fought Unicron's copies. Saw how Megatronus bitterly and without any mercy tried to obliterate them. He had never lost a fight like this. Not with so many soldiers under his command, but the enemy had never been so strong before either.
"Megatronus," she whispered, aware that he could hear her over Soundwave's comm. link. "Is it really necessary to harm them?" He could hear the distaste and repugnance in her voice. Of course, she saw him getting harmed first. She felt his pain, but she would certainly also feel theirs as soon as her shock would start to fade.
"I fear yes, my highness. We have to get you to the core, no matter the cost!" he replied, letting a wrong sense of pity be heard, but he could not fool her. She may have been able to take his sins, but she would never be able to change his soul.
And then, she finally found a reason to the slaughter Megatron was causing. She saw it as the drones fell one by one. Could watch how the Autobots desperately tried to keep it under control and she could see how Bulkhead, the one whom she had stolen a good friend, got smashed onto the ground and didn't stand up again.
"Soundwave, please land," she pressed out silently, suppressing the feelings she held. The AllSpark was not supposed to feel anything like hate or rage. The AllSpark was supposed to be gracious, prudent and mother to all sentient beings out there in any universe.
"Soundwave, make sure our passenger stays safe!" her carrier quoted, though his instability was easily to be felt.
"Soundwave, please land. Now. That is an order you cannot disobey!"
In the end, Soundwave landed, though very harshly because of the battle going on beneath them. As she got out, Soundwave shielded her, but only until Megatron arrived with an expression of fury written all over his body.
"Did I not order that she was to be..."
"It was my will, Megatronus!"
He looked at her, not believing, but there was no time as Starscream's last Flyers were at their end and as she saw Ratchet nearly getting killed. With firm, determined steps she walked towards him. The earth trembling with each of her tiny steps, her very first sign of an emotion, a single tear, fell to the ground unable to ever be traced in the mud, and as she was not more than a hundred and fifty meters away from the colossus that was about to give her creation, a part of her energy, a medic who had dedicated his life to those who needed him, the rest, she took her final step and spread her arms.
With an almighty roar, the reproduction of Unicron fell to dust, leaving nothing more than small mounds of rock and sand. Ratchet looked up shocked, just as every other one did. There had been nothing written in the history of the AllSpark which had shown that it possessed such powers! Powers, yes, but never as destructive as those.
"Unicron! Stop this madness and face your fate!" she cried out into the bare nothingness and everyone hurried over to her, as thirteen reproductions, two times as big as the biggest they have had by now, surrounded them. Optimus and Megatron surrounded the Allspark, building the inner shield, the remaining Decepticons and Autobots the outer one. But the Allspark did not seem to even notice.
Then, the unbelievable happened. All thirteen copies of the chaos bringer kneeled down and bowed before her. They tilted their heads to show they were unworthy compared with this delicate and fragile creature in their middle.
"Almighty Allspark," they said in a chorus and the echo reverberated from every possible direction, the dark baritones were sending shivers through their frames.
"Slaughter and violence is no path of life. For thus I am willing to sacrifice myself in order to reanimate Cybertron, our very home. The time of the first has come, Unicron. Accompany me and spare the many lives in whose possession you are."
The world seemed to go silent with those words and everyone waited for a sign to attack or to retreat. Instead, she walked closer to one of the thirteen with no slightest sign of fear or mistrust and showed a Drone to follow her.
"Come soldier, do not fear," she cooed and so the slowly Drone came to her, kneeling down cautiously. She smiled up at him as she placed a hand on his spark chamber and closed her eyes. The Drone didn't flinch or showed any sign of pain, it simply fell offline, it's optics went dim and as she opened her eyes, a red light flashed inside hers.
"What? A mere Drone is not worthy being transferred into the Well! Especially not like this! Not through the Allspark itself!" Starscream spoke up sharply, his optics flashing with fury, his claws clenched to fists.
"Everyone is worth, scientist Starscream," she replied as she placed the other hand on the reproduction of Unicron and it was nearly invisible how the power got transferred from the reproduction into the Drone. It however was not invisible how the Drones body transformed into a small version of the reproductions that, all at once, fell to dust and got carried away by the wind.
"Megatronus, it would be an honor if you could lead us the way," she then replied as if nothing had happened. Megatron grimaced with a look on the smaller version of Unicron who slowly raised and looked around, moving limbs and muscles.
Not even the leaders of both fraction noticed what Bulkhead could see. He knew the expressions and postures of Miko all too well and could tell blindly what they meant. Though this may not have been Miko, this thing was still inside her body and as much Bulkhead hated the thought of it, it was a part of her and him. He was able to tell that this being, whose arrival had doomed his best friend, was afraid of what was about to happen. But since when did the Allspark ever show any emotions like humans did? Like Miko did?
"Knock Out! I need the GroundBridge!"
Yes! Another ending like this!
Alright, what do you guys think will happen to Miko? Hopefully, you are right, 'cause when the world ends friday, I'm not going to be able to post it, I guess...
Anyways, a giantinormous thank ya to Challenger2011!
Review, my dear readers, Review! I love y'all this much! *spreads out arms and reaches Cybertron*
