It had been two years since the reinforcements from the moon landed on Mars, and it showed. The expanded base looked more like a full-fledged colony, Nemesis Town, the protoforms called it. There was a port for the troop transports, multiple factories, apartments, a far cry from the shipwreck they started out with. But, as usual, Dispenser was in a mood.
"I can't believe we had an entire army on the moon the whole time!"
"Are you still complaining about that?" Deathsaurus asked as he looked down at his elder brother, now being as big to standard Decepticons as they were to Dispenser. In truth, however, he was only half-listening, still going over his last fight with Astrotrain in the fighting pits. The triple changer was the only con on the planet that was big enough to challenge him one on one and his only equal in combat so far.
"I mean it, Deathsaurus! Why didn't he use this army to capture the All-Spark!? Why didn't he use it to secure the sun harvester!? I'M SO CONFUSED!"
"Two years, you have been mulling it over. Have you never just considered that Megatron is just a stupid old scrap pile?"
"SSSSHHHHH! It is not safe to say such things. Soundwave could be listening..."
"So what if he is? You may not be even close to as good a warrior as Megatron, but you're a better bureaucrat. You manage resources better than anyone else I know. You should be the lea-"
"I SAID SHUT YOUR RAZOR-TOOTHED MOUTH! ARE YOU TRYING TO GET ME ASSASSINATED!?" Poor Dispenser then lunged under his desk as his terminal started beeping. Deathsaurus just shook his head in shame at his closest friend's pathetic display.
"You better answer that. It looks like it's coming from Megatron himself, and if you're worried about getting killed for pissing him off, ignoring him might not be the best idea." Trembling, Dispenser got out from under his desk and pressed the visual display button.
"Y-Yes, Lord M-Megatron?"
"Dispenser, my planes are coming to fruition. Have my army ready to space bridge to Earth at any moment."
"Yes, my Lord! I will rally the troops, as you command!"
"See that you do." Megatron growled at Dispenser before cutting transmission, letting the little guy tremble in peace.
"What's a space bridge?"
"Oh, right, I probably shouldn't have let you hear that. Megatron had a backup plan in which an old ally would teleport Cybertron into the sole system, and we have enough in the way of numbers to actually conquer the planet now."
"Neat, but how are we getting everyone there at the same time?"
Deathsaurus... If we can teleport a planet, we can teleport troops from one to the other."
'Ah, ok, I get it... Why didn't we do this from the begin-"
"I DON'T KNOW!" Dispenser then flipped his desk in rage before storming out to do as he was commanded and get everyone ready to attack the Earth.
...
The initial attack on Chicago went very well. The entire city was captured in a few hours, the humans were being rounded up to use as a slave force, and the best part, no Autobots. In, what Dispenser considered a rear, display of brilliance, the bots were tricked into getting all into one place to be blasted to bits. He was in an excellent mood. Everything was going perfectly well. That was how he could tell they were not going to win. He asked Deathsaurus to take detailed scans of the pillars, not wanting a repeat of what happened with the sun harvester, where they only had partial scans to try and recreate it with. Dispenser was dropped off with the other taskmasters, and nearly oiled himself with joy when he saw who was there waiting for him.
"Breakdown! Knockout!" Dispenser screamed as he ran over to greet his oldest friends, yelping as Breakdown picked him up in a hug.
"Hey there, little buddy! I heard you've been missing us. Haven't gone soft on us, have you?" The larger con laughed as he rubbed Dispenser on the head. Knockout smiled, but did not show nearly as much affection. It wasn't his style.
"So, the mighty brewmaster has graced us with his presence at last, how humbling for us."
"Sorry, guys. I tried to keep in contact, but Soundwave didn't want to expose your hidden factory with open communications."
"It's no problem, runt. Hell, I remember a time when I hadn't heard from Knockout in year-" Breakdown then dropped Dispenser as the sight of Deathsarus came into view. The massive con landed right in front of the three of them in beast mode. Breakdown was in aw, while Knockout cowered behind his more heavily armored companion.
"I completed the task you had for me, Dis, but um, someone wants to talk to you..." Deathsaurus then lowered himself and allowed his passenger to hop off of his back, and it was non-other the Sentinal Prime himself.
"Sentinal Prime!? Um... It's an honor to-"
"Why did you send your companion to scan my pillars?" Dispenser trembled before the larger, and supposedly holier, bot. Finding it hard to speak.
"W-Well... You see... I um..."
"Megatron tends to lead us to our doom rather than victory, so my superior thought it best to make sure we had an exact blueprint of your pillars so we could recreate them if we fail this day." Everyone looked to Deathsaurus, most in shock and horror, but Sentinel looked at him puzzled.
"Is this true little one?"
"I... Um... Maybe?" Dispenser shook with as much terror as he did before Megatron. He covered his head, waiting for a blow to it, moving his hand from his eyes only to see a data spike being handed to him.
"W-What is that?"
"The data you requested, you are right to always be ready for the worst. But from how you acted just now, I take it Megatron does not think the same?"
"N-No, no, he doesn't."
"Typical, know that I have taken the time to look into your synthetic Energon breakthrough. And I'm rarely this impressed. You are truly in the mold of Alchemist Prime himself, little one."
"Th-Thank you?" Dispenser didn't really know how to take being compared to one of the thirteen Primes, but thought it was a compliment. Sentinal the hopped back onto Deathsaurus.
"In the new world order, you scientists will be the ones to bring Cybertron back, not the warriors. Remember that, and hold yourself with pride!" Deathsaurus then took off, leaving the three confused and honored cons to look on in wonder and aw. Breakdown was the one to kill the silence.
"Was that Deathasururs? By the All-Spark, Dis, what the hell have you been feeding those kids up there!?"
...
The battle was both fierce and brutal. They expected a human counter-attack, but not the Autobots. Clearly, Megatron was, as usual, not as clever as he thought he was. Dispenser considered the entire situation utterly ridiculous, they outnumbered the humans and bots twenty to one, but they still lost. Dispenser's will to fight on was sapped from him when he saw the space bridge collapse, destroying Cybertron. He only saw his people's homeworld for the first time less than half an hour ago, and now he saw the Autobots destroy it all over again. What's even worse, the destruction of the pillars sent out waves of energy that decimated the Decepticons. It all seemed lost, until Deathsaurus and Astrotrain came swooping in onto their position, beating back the enemy.
"Not that I'm not glad to see you, buddy, but what are you doing here!? I thought you two were guarding our masters?!"
"They are dead, Megatron, Sentinal, Starscream, Soundwave, Shockwave, All of them!" Deathsaurus roared as he laid down cover fire. Dispenser simply crumbled to the ground, all four of his eyes staring off into the void.
"This is it... This is the end... We have no leader..."
"SNAP OUT OF IT AND GIVE US AN ORDER!" Astrotrain said as he leveled two skyscrapers to make some extra cover between them and the enemy.
"W-What?"
"You're the highest-ranking person left on the field, Dis! What are your orders!?"
"I... I... DECEPTICONS RETREAT! Everyone fall back to emergency zones! Everyone who can fit on Astrotrain and Dathsaurus, get on! Flyers carry those you can, everyone else, find a safe place to hunker down and await evac!" Deathsaurus then picked up Dispenser and transformed, everyone who could, then fled the planet, everyone else, went to go find places to hid until rescue came.
...
"This message goes out to all remaining Decepticons in the universe. Megatron is dead. He died on the planet Earth, trying to restore our people to their former glory, but was slain by the dreaded Optimus Prime. As the new leader of the main Decepticon force, I Lord Dispenser, have this to say, the war is over. Everyone who had any reason to keep the fight going in our ranks has either died or gone rogue and stayed on Earth to get their revenge on humankind and the Autobots. I, Lord Dispenser, order all loyal Decepticons in the universe to rally to these corrodents. And any neutral Cybertronian is also welcome to come live here as well. And, on a case-by-case basis, any Autobot who submits to the Decepticon rule will be processed through our court system and given a fifty-year penance before integration into the citizenry. Anyone who comes to my world with hostile intentions will be killed without mercy. Anyone who comes to my world as a friend will be given the benefit of the doubt. This is Lord Dispenser, leader of the Decepticons, singing off."
"And your off the air!" Deluge said as he turned off the transmitter. Dispenser then quickly relaxed, falling back into his office chair, altho it might technically be a throne now.
"GOOD! I had public speaking!"
"I'm afraid you're going to be doing a lot more of it in the future, Lord Dispenser." Deathsaurus taunted as he stepped into the room.
"You know I could have you executed now, right? How goes the evacuation?"
"Welp, I've coordinated everything with Flamewar and Bludgeon. They will be leading the fake splinter group on Earth, while we get things back in order here on Mars. Sorry, New Cybertron."
"Good, we need as many trouble makers out of our way as possible if we are going to rebuild the infrastructure here. We are at almost a fourth of our previous population. We are going to have to start working smarter, not harder."
"Yes, my Lord." Dispenser rolled his eyes at hearing himself be referred to as such, only to turn and see everyone in the room bow before him, that he will probably never get used to.