Author's Note: I know that Unicron can be destroyed, but I also know that it probably isn't that easy to destroy the Bringer of Chaos. But for this fanfiction...let's have a little bit of fun, shall we?

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The Lord of Chaos.

He who is known to devastate and consume the entire universe, to absorb all the power of the moons, planets, and stars.

He is the image of uncreation and death. Of pure evil.

He is known as Unicron.

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::The Autobots are still attempting to figure out who has sent the message, my Lord Unicron.:: Preceptor muttered over the comm, his mouth plates expanding and separating into what would look like an evil grin. ::It will not be long, before they realize what is going to happen.::

::Excellent. Unicron will consume Earth. Unicron will destroy Optimus Prime and the Autobots.:: Unicron's guttural voice sounded over the comm link, his massive form floating through the vast reaches of the universe. Many have tried to destroy him. Many have attempted to reason with him, but all of them have failed, meeting their demise and their spark sent to the Well of the Allsparks to reunite with their creator, his brother, Primus. ::Go now, and allow them enough time to prepare for the arrival of their demise. Their Lord will soon be paying them a visit.::

::Yes My Lord, Unicron.::

The giant smiled then, pure evil washing over his entire form as he thought about the destruction of the Autobots, the precious Optimus Prime and his minions.

Yes. Unicron will definitely enjoy this feast.

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A month later...

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"Optimus." Dino started, his voice thick with concern as he looked up from the monitor.

"What is it?"

"All of a sudden we were able to detect the transmission signature and decode it..."

"And?"

"Optimus...it's from Preceptor."

Optimus' optics brightened, his mouth plates dropping, his spark jolting in its chassis. "Didn't you?"

"Kill him?" Dino asked, blowing hot air out of his intake valves, "I did, but apparently not a good enough job. Optimus, Unicron is on his way to Earth."

"No. It can't be possible."

"What's going on Prime?" Ratchet asked, noticing that the change in his commander's demeanor. "Were you able to decode the message?"

The Autobot leader hesitate a mere nanosecond before replying. "Yes...Unicron is making his way to Earth."

"By Primus! When will he be in this sector?"

"Approximately another three Earth months."

"What are we going to do?"

"We must contact Morshower and Lennox as preparations for evacuating this planet was begin immediately."

"This will not go over well, Prime."

He sighed, "I'm well aware of that, Ratchet."

"I'll contact General Morshower and Lieutenant-Colonel Lennox." Sideswipe cut in, who had been unusually quiet throughout the entire exchange.

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"So, let me get this straight, the brother of your God, Primus, was it?" General Morshower asked, pausing to look at Optimus Prime for clarification and when he gave an affirmative nod, he went on. "Is the Bringer of Death basically? And he's on his way here to destroy this planet and consume its power?"

Optimus Prime could tell the man was angered and scared for the future of the human race and their planet as he leaned back in his seat. "That is correct, General."

"Christ almighty." Lennox commented, sighing as he rubbed at his face in tired frustration.

The General shook his head and with a wave of his hand, dismissed the rest. "Lennox, tell your family to begin packing as we are bringing them here for the time being. As well, inform the rest of your men to do the same. Understood? I need to contact Defense Secretary Keller and get this mess straightened out."

"Sir." Lennox stood up from his chair, initially ignoring what his superior had said. "There are billions of people on this planet, how are we going to evacuate all of them within the next few months?"

"We're working on it." General turned his attention back to his call. "You're dismissed."

Lennox nodded, exiting the conference room without a single word and as soon as he left and was around the corner he punched the wall, hissing when pain shot up his hand.

He hated to admit it, but ever since the Cybertronians arrived on the planet almost ten years ago, things had been going down hill. People have been dying left, right, and centre, and his family had been put more in danger than ever before.

Now, their entire planet was in danger of being destroyed and from what he has heard from Optimus and the other Autobots, this being was their version of Satan and he did not care for the wellbeing of others.

And the fact that there would be a very slim possibility that they could evacuate the entire planet in the amount of time given, the thought made his stomach churn.

Glancing down at his phone for a moment before dialing the number. He took a deep, shuddering breath, as he heard three rings, before his wife answered.

"Hi honey."

"Hey baby. Uh, listen, I want you to pack up a few things for you and Annabelle and come to the base here."

A pause, "Everything okay, Will?"

"I wouldn't say 'Okay'. No." He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Just...just bring all necessities and come here as soon as you can. I got to go. I love you."

She sighed, "Alright Will. Love you too and see you in a bit."

Now, time to go and inform the rest of the gang about what is happening.

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"This is utter bullshit!"

"How are we going to evacuate the entire planet in three months?"

"Quiet the fuck down guys." Canadian Armed Forces, infantry officer, Captain Joshua Lindel spoke up from his place leaning against the pallets of artillery ammunition, crossing his arms over his chest. "How do we know that this wouldn't have happened if the Cybertronians weren't here in the first place?"

Lennox gave him a look of gratitude. "You have to calm down. We are working on it, I'm not sure what is going to happen, but things are being done. Okay? And, you know, we are the ones who kept Megatron, the leader of the Decepticons, hidden in a basement for almost fifty years in stasis. Our paths have been intertwined since humans even existed on this planet. Don't blame the Cybertronians for their ancestors errors nor the errors of our own. We can't change the past."

"How the hell are we supposed to be calm? Our planet is going to be destroyed!"

"I-I know that." Lennox was beginning to lose his patience. "This effects all of us, Autobots included. You know that they have helped us more than anything in the passed few years. They are doing everything in their power to help us out."

"Yeah, except finding a way to actually defeat this massive motherfucker, right?"

Lennox sighed, the uproar of loud chatter making the dull headache from that morning intensify, knowing that this wasn't going to end well, that plenty of inner control was going to be needed to make sure his men stayed in line and didn't do something drastically stupid.

It was going to be an extremely agonizingly long day and it was nowhere near being finished.