Chapter 4-Overthrown
"We do worship our own god. One who shadows the Badlands, watching over every smelter, every miner, every gladiator. You call him Mortilus, but we call him Death."
"You worship dead?" Orion asked puzzled. Elmeth looked up at the imposing statue of Mortilus.
"When you live in the lower castes, no matter what occupation, you always worry about death. Death by falling into a smelting pool, death by leaking energy conduits, death by liquid nitrogen, death by faulty equipment," She placed her hand on the gleaming onyx. "Death by the Pits. It matters not, for when we die, our Sparks belong to Mortilus-he who birthed death itself for our kind."
"That's a rather…interesting way of looking at things."
She giggled. "You don't have to pretend to like it, Orion. I understand that it's a rather grim way to view our lives, but that's how it is in Tarn. And Kaon. And Styx. Do you believe in gods, Orion?"
"I…don't know." He shrugged. "I just live in the moment. My life is a bit too hectic to really care about religion."
"But that is precisely why you should care." Elmeth walked up to him until they were only a few inches apart. "Having something to believe in, be it a god or a role model, or even a case. That is what gives many people a reason to live. It's what keeps Megatron going, what draws so many people to him. What drew you to him. Because you wanted to live in a world where you could truly be alive, instead of just living. But I know you are not just a follower, you're a leader too. So what do you want in life?"
"I…" He tried to speak, but she placed a finer on his lips.
"No, I want you to think about this. It's something you can't just decide on a whim." Elmeth smiled, her ruby eyes shining under the dim light. "But when you do find something worth fighting for, you will know. And when that time comes, only then will you be truly alive."
Elmeth's voice still rang in Orion's head as he returned to the waking world. The first thing he noticed was the single yellow orb hanging above him. At first he thought it was a light, but then he realized it was an eye-a single eye. As his optical sensors focused, he saw the hexagonal head of Shockwave and knew that he was in a place he definitely did not want to be.
"Stay your hand, Orion Pax. I am merely overseeing your final repairs. You have suffered extensive damage at the hands of Zeta Prime." Shockwave told him in a dead tone.
'Primus, what have they done to you?' Orion thought. He felt the minor stings of laser scalpels welding his cuts closed as he tried to study his surroundings. "Where…where are we?"
"Kokular, our headquarters outside of Kaon." Shockwave answered. "We brought you here after rescuing you from Zeta's forces."
Orion looked at his former friend, still trying to process how drastically different he was from the Shockwave he knew. Gone was the passionate patriot who was one of Cybertron's greatest minds, all that was left was the lingering symbol of Functionist oppression and tyranny. Shadowplay and Empurata, it made him want to cut Steelheart into pieces all over again.
"You don't even remember me, do you?" He lamented.
"Of course I do." Shockwave replied in a blunt tone, not the least bit concerned with any friendship he might've had with Orion. "Were you expecting a more emotional reunion?"
"I don't know what to expect anymore. I just regret not being able to save you from the senate when I had the chance. I regret not saving you from," Orion waved a hand at Shockwave's purple body. "This."
"I bear you no ill will for something you obviously had no control over. Looking back now, I realize that my greatest flaw was my passionate attitude, as it often got me in trouble one too many times with the other senators." Shockwave's yellow eye gleamed in the dark purple light of his spotlight. "In fact, I'd say my ordeal has opened my eye somewhat. I now have no emotions to block my logic centers from seeing the truth of the world and its people."
Orion stared at him with sad eyes. "And what would that truth be?"
"None of your concern. It's nothing serious, just rambling on my part." Shockwave shutdown the medical equipment and released Orion to allow him to sit up.
Orion looked at his body, which looked good as new. He knew that he was nearly torn apart by Zeta in their fight, so he was amazed at how much work was done to him. He glanced around at the medilab and saw that none of his team were there, most likely having been released after healing as well. He swung his legs off the medical slab when Megatron strolled into the room. Megatron gave Shockwave a quick look and the scientist exited the room, leaving them alone together.
"How are you feeling, Orion?" Megatron asked.
"Alive, at least." Orion said quietly, not looking at Megatron. Megatron noted the scowl on his face, but elected not to say anything that might drive him away. After a period of silence, Orion said, "You were right about Zeta. About Nyon. Everything."
He half expected Megatron to at least gloat about being right, but Megatron was just as solemn as he was. "Don't feel so bad about it, Pax. I wasn't expecting you to accept the truth so readily." He said. "It's a shame that you had to learn the hard way. But alas, this is an opportunity."
Orion stood up and stretched his limbs. "An opportunity? For you or me?"
"For both of us. It's time you had a new mission, Pax. A new purpose!" Megatron grinned.
"Wat purpose? Conquest?" Orion scoffed.
"Justice!" Megatron held up a large fist to his face. "Together, we can bring down Zeta and her autocracy! You've seen the proof with your own eyes! Nyon is only the first province to fall. There is no going back for either of us now."
Orion pushed his arm away and stood up. He always entertained how things could've been different if they had joined forces under one banner had the Great Fire not happened. Whenever he was alone, he wished that things were different, that he and Megatron were still friends leading a new age for Cybertron. They were nice dreams, but that was all they were-dreams. As much as he would like to work alongside Megatron, he was not going to rush blindly into an alliance with a mech who openly hates him.
"I'm the last person you want to even think about forming an alliance with, and the Autobots are the last group your Decepticons even want to be associated with, let along fighting alongside. We are "slaves of the Prime" as you call us." Orion said, glaring into Megatron's eyes. "How could I possibly trust you?"
To this Megatron replied, "Ask yourself this…do you have a choice?"
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In Kokular's war room, the newly healed Autobots were already butting heads with the Decepticons. Of course, they were all acting as cordially as they can be with Nightshade's piercing gaze making sure that things didn't escalate. Even still, some of the hotter heads were getting aggressive, like Ironhide, who was becoming increasingly agitated.
"You bozos expect us to believe we can leave at any time?" Ironhide asked Starscream.
The air commander shrugged. "Of course. Megatron only wished to consult with your leader. He's a stubborn wreck if you ask me."
"This had better be on the level, Starscream." Ironhide growled.
Skywarp stepped forward. "You're in no position to be making threats, Autobot!"
Ironhide pushed Skywarp back with a hard shove that almost knocked the taller mech over. "What are you gonna do about it slaghead? Scream at me some more?"
"You just signed your death warrant old timer!" Skywarp growled.
"Stop this you fools!" Nightshade stepped between the angry mechs. "Either of you throw a punch, you'll lose that hand!"
"You don't order me around, birdy." Ironhide bravely said. Nightshade wasn't impressed with his bravado and stared him down, standing inches from his face.
"This is Kokular, our turf. You are our guests, so it's only right to act like civilized bots instead of savage sparkeaters without any damn sense. You say you're a war veteran? Act like it! I've seen drunken vehicons act with more dignity than you." She hissed.
"Damn." Knockout whistled. Nightshade always had a way with words.
"How long are they going to talk in there?" Hound asked. "I'm not very comfortable sharing the same air as the Cons we've been trying to tag and bag since this mess started."
"Orion and Megatron will talk for as long as they have to in order to get things done." Elita-1 said. "If they're talking about what I think they're talking about, then it's going to be a long conversation."
"We're better off leaving them behind. I can even hail Sky Lynx on our channel." Prowl muttered. He sincerely hoped that Orion wasn't seriously considering a possible alliance with the Decepticons. They've been fighting for so long and the damage caused by these so-called revolutionaries is not something that can be forgiven overnight.
The chatter went quiet the second Shockwave stepped out of the medibay. His yellow eye glowed eerily as he regarded comrades and enemies alike. "Deliberations are concluded. You will all follow me."
As the occupants filed out of the room, Ironhide shoved past Skywarp. "Sure, let's go. Can't wait to see what the fuss is all about."
"You better watch your back, old man." Skywarp hissed at him.
"Right back at ya." Ironhide grunted.
'And he's the veteran on our team.' Elita-1 thought with a sad shake of her head. 'Primus help us.'
Down in the hangar bay, Orion and Rodimus were having a talk of their own later that day as the Cons and Bots prepared for their joint operation, which Megatron dubbed "The Invasion". Rodimus knew this was the only time they could talk like this, so he searched Orion out and pulled him to the side.
"I can't believe you're really doing this, Orion." Rodimus said.
"You and me both. But the madness, the destruction-it has to end somehow." Orion said.
"But is it going to end? I spent three years trying to keep Nyon from descending further into madness, and all I managed to achieve was killing them all in one night. They weren't just strangers in need, some of them were my friends, my partners from the racing circuits. People who know me." Rodimus shook his head, unable to get the sight of Nyon burning from his mind. "I wanted to lead my people to freedom, but all I brought them was death."
"Leadership is about making hard choices, Rodimus. The price we pay is carrying the guilt, the loneliness...self-doubt." Orion said, thinking of Elmeth. "You gave it your all, but sometimes it seems like the world just gets darker. You face an impossible situation and you did what you had to do. You had the strength to make the choice. Just as I do now."
"Orion," Rodimus looked at the older mech. "Have you…ever made choices that you regret forever?"
"I do, I have made decisions that haunt me every day of my natural life. And my list of regrets gets longer each day I fight." Orion replied without hesitation. He looked back and saw his team waiting by the dropships. "It's time to move out. Let's go end this once and for all."
Orion and Rodimus met up with their team, while Megatron was already waiting with his. Standing before each other, the two leaders nodded and shook hands, finally solidifying their alliance. The time for talk was over-now it was time to act.
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News of Nyon's destruction traveled fast and within a few days Iacon learned about the city's fate. As expected, the people were horrified of such an ancient but desolate city being rendered into ash and molten slag by the female Prime. Blaster, a veteran of the communications caste, made sure to tell everyone of the disaster, and the air over Iacon felt heavy with fear and tension. Everyone knew that Zeta was a bit mad and aggressive, but no one thought that she would go as far as to actually attack a city-state. By rights, that would've been considered as an act of war, but at this point, who was going to go up against Zeta?
When she returned, Zeta locked herself up in the citadel with her Elite Guardsmen and stationed five Omega Destroyers around the building for added defense before making preparations on an invasion into the Badlands. Megatron knew about her weapon, but she hadn't lost the element of surprise. It will take some time working out the exploitable flaws in the vamparc ribbons, but once they were perfect, she will turn all of the Badlands into one massive grave.
'Megatron has no idea how much resources I have at my disposal. So what if he knows about the vamparc? I have a literal army at my beck and call, and he won't last against my onslaught.' Zeta thought as she looked over her military assets. She had the combined might of over 24 states at her command. Sentinel let his arrogance get the better of him, but not her. She won't go down at the hands of this monster.
"Zeta!" Torenia's holo-image appeared in the dais next to Zeta. The senator didn't look happy at all.
"Ah, Torenia. How nice of you to call. I was just getting used to the sound of silence in the wake of your voice." Zeta quipped.
"How dare you deploy Omega Destroyers in a city without council approval!" Torenia yelled, not even trying to hide her anger and disgust. "You overstep your boundaries as Prime!"
"I didn't think I needed permission to exercise my right to defend our planet." Zeta said dryly.
"Exactly! You didn't think, and now the people are up in arms about your unprovoked attack on innocent civilians already impoverished and decadent." Torenia said. "This will result in a riot, Prime."
"And I should care…why?" Prime said coyly.
"This isn't a game, you fool!" The senator's anger actually shocked Zeta a bit. She must really be made to be throwing insults at her. "This is exactly why the Decepticons are gaining so many followers, and you've just gave them the perfect rallying tool to recruit new members. It's the Great Fire all over again!"
"Call me a fool again and you'll be buried right next to Sentinel!" Zeta snarled. "Neither the Decepticons nor Orion Pax's band of traitors is any match for the Omega Destroyers."
"Orion Pax is no traitor!" Torenia snarled, eyes flashing. "How dare you suggest that Orion would betray his cause, a cause he himself invented, out of spite for you? I don't know what's sickening; the lengths you would go to eliminate a political threat, or the sheer desperation with which you're trying to consolidate your power."
"Pax and his Autobots raised their weapons to me during a military operation led by me. I don't know what counts as treason over in Tyger Pax, but it certainly looked like we weren't on the same side anymore!" Zeta said.
"Your hubris will be the death of us all. If you're so damn adamant about this, then why don't we hear his side of the story? If he really is a traitor, then he still deserves the right to a fair trial."
"There is no side! Orion pointed his weapons at me, attacked me, fought me in plain view of everyone. That is treason, and Megatron rescuing him only adds to his guilt. But Orion has been crushed and he is of no threat to-"
She was cut off by a booming explosion outside the citadel. Zeta quickly cut off the feed and looked out the window, hearing the sounds of explosions and laser fire. One of her guards ran into the room, looking just as startled as she felt.
"Prime, we're under attack!"
"What?! But that's suicide, no one in their right mind would-" Zeta cut herself off when a thought came to her head and her expression became stony. "Arm the vamparc cannons! Activate the Omega Destroyers! And someone get me Ultra Magnus!"
It was probably the first and only plan Orion and Megatron could agree on. With Zeta mobilizing her forces en masse following the assault on Nyon, it was agreed that the only way to finish this as fast as possible to avoid future disasters was to invade Iacon itself and storm the citadel. Two transports, Astrotrain and Sky Lynx, would fly in as close as possible to deploy their troops. Heavy resistance was expected as vamparc styled guns and cannons that lined the length of the citadel opened fire at full power. This was made even more chaotic as Elite Guardsmen ran out of the building and began fighting the joint Autobot/Decepticon forces.
"Blitzwing, target those tanks!" Ironhide yelled, firing his plasma cannons at the nearest vamparc tanks near the base of the citadel. "We take those out and the Destroyers will be cut off from their power source."
Prowl assessed the chaos around him and calculated their chances at actually succeeding in this mission, which hung on Orion and Megatron managing to subdue Zeta. "This plan may have a 75% chance of success, but it might just work." He almost cursed as the statue next to him was blown to pieces, raining down stone on him. "If we survive the next few minutes, that is."
"Cut the chatter, Autobot!" Nightshade yelled, firing six mini-missiles at a squad of Guardsmen. "Focus on keeping Prime's forces occupied or this will be a waste of Decepticon lives!"
"You say that like it's a bad thing." Ironhide grinned.
Elita-1 was hard at work in wiping out the artillery guns with wide ranging telekinetic waves that uprooted the turrets from the ground. She used the loose stone and debris to disable the soldiers, attacking their legs or weapons only. She hissed as a blaster bolt glanced off her arm and she brought up a TK shield to block the oncoming laser blasts.
"Elita-1, give me a sit-rep." Prowl said.
"Assault teams are advancing, but we're taking heavy fire from the gun and rocket turrets! We need air support!"
"Already inbound, kid." Ironhide replied. "Cover your audials!"
Starscream's Seeker squadron flew in under the cover of smoke. "Seekers, hold formation. Skywarp, teleport to point zero-three and continue harassment. Thundercracker, Ramjet, take out those cannons!"
The aforementioned Seekers and Blitzwing swooped in low long enough to deliver their payloads, firing two missiles at each target. The citadel shook from the aerial bombardment and the flyers continued hitting the building again and again, slowly wiping out the anti-aircraft guns to clear the air for their comrades.
"Guns are slag, Starscream!" Thundercracker confirmed.
"Excellent!" Starscream said. "Astrotrain, we have air superiority. You may proceed to the drop-zone!"
The massive shuttle form of the triple changer dived over the courtyard from the dark clouds, heading straight for the citadel. Blasting a hole into the roof, Astrotrain found himself assaults by turrets and opened his landing hatch.
"Be ready to jump on my mark!" He told his passengers. As he neared the roof, he yelled, "Mark!"
Orion and Megatron jumped out of Astrotrain and fell in through the hole he made. They fell a few feet into the atrium, where they landed on one of the podiums. Zeta Prime stood in the center of the atrium, not looking the least bit surprised at their entrance.
"Megatron. Orion Pax." Zeta said in a dangerously calm voice. "This I did not expect. But then again, you two are known for defying expectations."
"This ends now, Zeta. You had this coming the moment you betrayed our goals and beliefs." Orion said. Zeta snorted.
"Goals? Beliefs? I did what I had to in order to save our planet. The Decepticons bitch and moan about equality, but what have you barbarians accomplished since sacking Kaon? You're still stuck in the same filthy slums you were forged in, and the Autobots are too damn incompetent to do anything about it. I was the only one willing to go the extra mile, to do what needed to be done no matter how cruel or horrific, so I could preserve the society we all sacrificed so much for! What's the point of your dreams and aspirations if you aren't willing to fight and kill for them?!" She shouted. Zeta calmed herself and went on. "You could have stood by my side as masters of this world. The saviors who rescued Cybertron from the tyrants who dragged our race through the mud. But now you'll die by my hands, remembered only as terrorists."
"Liberators." Megatron growled.
"Heh." Zeta chuckled. "You first, then."
She fired a blast at Orion and Megatron, forcing them to jump apart. Zeta immediately focused on Megatron, lashing out with a jagged bolt that caught him in the chest and blasted him into the upper podium. Orion fired a couple of blasts from his barrage cannon, but her vamparc bolts deflected the blasts and shattered the windows around them. Zeta lunged forward and punched the floor, sending a vamparc wave that blew Orion off his feet and into the wall. She flew at him, but Megatron slammed into her in mid-air, hitting the floor in a roll.
Megatron's fusion cannon was knocked aside before he could fire it, and Zeta stabbed two sharp swords into his abdomen. He grabbed her neck and tried to crush her voice box along with her spine.
"I've waited so long to kill you, Megatron!" Zeta hissed. "All your speeches and essays and boasting has amounted to absolutely nothing in your life!"
"Keep talking, Prime." Megatron goaded her. "You're making me more eager to snap your neck."
Zeta grinned and fired a vamparc bolt into his chest, blasting him off her and onto his back. She ran at him, but skidded to a stop and ducked under the orange blade of an axe as it swung over her head. She grabbed his arms and threw him into the floor before kicking him in the face.
Orion spat out a glob of energon as he rolled onto his back and sat up as Zeta marched toward him. As she pointed her cannon arm at him, he waited for the barrel to glow dark red before jumping up and spinning to her left. Grabbing his axe, he swung it down on her elbow, severing her arm and the vamparc cannon with it. Zeta reeled back in pain and howled, clutching her bleeding stump.
"Ah, Orion…you have some steel in you after all." She laughed scathingly, then her smirk turned into a snarl. "What a waste."
"With all due, respect, sir," Orion punched Zeta in the face, cracking her face plate. "You're boring me."
He went to grab her, but Zeta extended a silver blade from her other arm and stabbed it into his right shoulder. Twisting the blade, she slashed upwards, severing his arm and kicked him several times to bring him down.
"Officer Pax," She panted, blade gleaming bright blue with his energon. "Your service is concluded."
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Outside the citadel, the chaotic battle had reached epic proportions. Systematic air strikes on the severely depowered Omega Destroyers after losing their vamparc power supply allowed the rebels to destroy most of the titans, but the two that remained were still running at full power and were wreaking havoc on the rebel forces. Nightshade, Blitzwing and the Seekers were doing everything they could to bring the giants down, but they were too resilient for ordinary missiles and energy weapons. And no one thought to bring a few phase charges either.
Ironhide and Elita-1 were stuck in a ditch created by an exploding fuel tank. Large purple particle beams tore through the air above them and destroyed another chunk of the courtyard.
"Say it louder, Prowl, I can barely hear a damn thing with all this noise!" Ironhide yelled into his radio.
"Destructors are closing in, but there's an Autobot squad flanking on the left!" Prowl said over the comm. "And I mean your immediate left!"
The wall next to them exploded, forcing them back from the shower of debris. Ultra Magnus, Kup and Springer walked out of their improvised tunnel and approached the two rogues, though no shots were fired thankfully. Ultra Magnus still didn't look very happy about the situation though.
"What the hell are you doing, Kup? Working with Decepticons to assault the citadel…you must be out of your mind." Ultra Magnus said with a shake of his head. "Never thought I'd see the day."
"It wasn't my idea, it was Pax's. I'm just along for the ride. You're welcome to cuff these Decepti-freaks after we slag Zeta." Ironhide said.
"Kill Zeta Prime? Are you insane?" Springer exclaimed.
"Springer, after everything she's done, are you really going to stand with that monster?" Elita-1 asked.
"We've seen the footage. Zeta has gone too far and definitely needs to be brought down, though I didn't want it to be like this." Ultra Magnus gave Ironhide and Elita-1 a stern glare. "But when this is over, we're going to have a talk about your choice of allies."
"Yeah," Elita-1 sighed. "Long story."
The ground shook violently and a large shadow fell over them. They looked up and saw an Omega Destroyer standing over them. "Targets locked. Termination: Imminent!"
"Move!" Kup pulled Ironhide aside as the Omega Destroyer slammed its arm into the hole, almost crushing them. Springer transformed into helicopter mode and opened fire on its face with his comrades.
"Concentrate fire at the seam-junction in its undercarriage!" Ultra Magnus shouted. "Once it loses mobility, it'll be easier to handle!"
Ironhide followed that plan wholeheartedly. "Thanks, Kup."
"Us old-timers have to stick together." Kup grinned.
"Yeah, well," The red Autobot glanced back at the citadel. "I hope things are going as well inside."
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Megatron slammed into Zeta and punched her into the floor. She spun around and slashed her blade across his chest, and he retaliated with a spin-kick to the face that shattered her face plate. She stumbled back as Megatron cracked his knuckles.
"Not so tough without your vamparc weapons, are you?" He snickered. "At least Sentinel wasn't afraid to get his hands dirty."
"Like this?" Zeta grabbed Megatron's head and channeled thousands of volts of electricity from her arm into his body. To his credit, Megatron didn't scream as his body was violently electrocuted, but he came close. "What was that? I couldn't hear you over the sound of your dying screams!"
She amped up the voltage and Megatron fell to his knees as Zeta glared hatefully into his eyes. "You had this coming, Megatron! Your reign of terror is over!"
"N-No…it's only…just…" Megatron grunted. "B-Begun…"
Zeta felt something press up against her chin and she looked down to see Megatron's fusion cannon pointed at her from below. She had no time to move as the cannon fired its beam and tore her head apart, along with her upper body. Megatron kicked her smoking body aside and spat on it.
Zeta Prime was dead.
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The sudden arrival of Autobot reinforcements turned the tide for the rebel forces. Ultra Magnus led an assault team on one of the Omega Destroyers, taking it down by attacking its weak points thanks to some direction from Kup. The Iaconian militia was routed and forced to retreat or be captured (or killed. Some of the Cons got a little overzealous), with many chased off by Nightshade herself.
"We're actually winning." Prowl muttered. "Imagine that."
"Come on, did you really doubt us?" Thundercracker grinned.
"You don't want me to answer that."
Nightshade landed beside Ironhide with Starscream. "The citadel's defenses are crushed and the state militia fragmented. But that one Destroyer is still giving us some trouble."
"Sounds like it's time to call in your heavy guns. Er, gun." Ironhide said.
Nightshade snapped her fingers. "Shockwave! Concentrate your full power on the final Destroyer!"
"Understood." Shockwave transformed into his alt mode, a large and powerful space gun hovering in midair. He targeted the head of the Destroyer and fired a powerful purple beam from his barrel that blew apart the Destroyer's head in one well placed shot. It stumbled, then collapsed to the ground with a mighty tumble that made the ground shake.
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"Pax, this is Ironhide! We're mopping up the stragglers but it looks like we pulled this off!"
"Ngh…" Orion coughed as he pushed himself up with his remaining arm, moving to hold the deep stab wound in his lower abdomen. "Glad to hear it. Send in Ratchet and his medical crew…" He coughed again. "We're in pretty bad shape up here."
"That won't be necessary."
Orion's chest exploded as a fusion beam shot through his back and out his chest. Megatron grabbed his head before he could fall and dragged him over to the open window, holding him over the edge. He made sure to have Orion looking straight at him as he said his last piece to his enemy.
"You and your Autobots have served your purpose. Thank you for your assistance in the formation of the new Decepticon Empire. I will be sure to mention your name in a historical passage or something. Goodbye, Orion Pax." Megatron said. "Oh, and for the record, consider this the beginning of your punishment for taking Elmeth from me. Be sure to beg for forgiveness from her on your way to hell."
Megatron let go of Orion and allowed his body to fall over the edge, hitting the side of the building in his descent before falling into a deep hole created by a stray blast from an Omega Destroyer earlier. Once he lost sight of the body, Megatron stepped back and gazed into the vast horizon of Iacon's cityscape.
Iacon was his. And soon all of Cybertron would follow.
Yeah, meant to bring this out after a couple of chapters of Distant Stars, but I'm dragging that along because I decided to rewrite the chapter halfway through and write it from scratch. Anyway, I hope you like this chapter and be sure to check out the Transformers Titan website (link is in my profile Saya444 on Archive of my Own). I would also like to thank KrazyKamikaze44 for that mass fav/following of the series-you're awesome bro. Thank you all for reading and have a nice day/night.