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Summary: Megatron learns sometimes with change also comes consequences from the past.
Transformers Prime - Control
Chapter 1
Metal clashed, as screeches were heard from Airachnid, as several of Silas' robots jumped on her slamming their swords into the spider bot's body catching her spark. The three children were lucky they were at the Autobot headquarters; when it happened.
Silas' bots had the information of where Jack, Miko and Raf's families were. There wasn't anyone who was spared their vicious wrath; the robots decimated everything in their path. Agent Fowler's team and Team Prime went to stop the evil robots; even Megatron's Vehicons tried to stop them. They stopped them except for two larger more powerful robots; which Optimus Prime went after himself alone.
Arcee, Ratchet, Wheeljack, Bumblebee and Bulkhead all perished during the fight, their gruesome mutilated bodies twisted up massive holes in their chest plates.
Silas walked up seeing the carnage, and smirked however Megatron wasn't there and neither was Optimus Prime. Silas snarled at that.
"Optimus Prime's body is not here!" Silas yelled.
"That's probably because he is taking out the two powerful robots, sir; I just got word; but he is badly injured." the one Mech officer said.
Silas snarled.
"I am going to destroy him this time." Silas ground out. "MOVE OUT put the weapons on stun I don't want to kill him right away." Silas ordered, as he walked away taking one last look at the offlined bodies of the Autobots and Vehicons.
(Where Optimus is)
Optimus ducked and dodged fire that came from the two heavy hitting robots. However, one of the robots had been lucky and fired hitting Optimus' side, as his precious energon dripped from his open wound.
The one robot was stealthy like Arcee was, and flipped up slamming its fist into Optimus' chest hard enough to dent. Optimus staggered back; and tried to advance on the robot once more. Optimus slammed his fist into the robot with a brutal war cry, yanking its power core out deactivating it. Optimus stumbled back his wounds clearly taking their toll on the prime.
It was then Optimus heard sounds behind him, he turned and found Silas behind him. Silas smiled, seeing Optimus was battle fatigued knowing this time he had Optimus.
"Suppression fire only..." Silas simply said, as the one Mech officer sent wave after wave crashing through Optimus' circuits.
Optimus groaned, already weakened by the battle wounds he had sustained from the fights with Silas' robots. Optimus collapsed finally onto his knees, and then fell flat finally going into stasis.
Silas smirked.
"Tag him and bag him; he's mine now." Silas mused, as his men loaded the mech into their large aircraft to take back to their lair, with no one to obviously come and save the Autobot leader he was all alone now, or was he?
(Mech's lair)
Optimus was strapped down, while Silas sent shock aftershock through the Autobot leader's body. Optimus had screamed out in pain and agony; while wave after wave of circuit crippling shocks pulsated all through him. He had finally worn out his voice processors; they were badly used from screaming. His body was breaking down, while dear wrapped its icy cold grip around his spark. Optimus wondered if his team would come in time for him; or if he'd die in this awful place being some sort of torture experiment. He would even have wished for an honorable death, he deserved that a warrior's death in battle anything but this to die alone and broken. A single energon tear fell from his one optic; one single show of emotional pain.
'Primus, help me, please' Optimus thought to himself.