Chapter 7: Treason

Maximals and Horrorcons have passed their judgment on both Autobots and Decepticons. They allowed their Cybertronian Visitors to stay at their home planet. And they also have to keep their eyes on them as well. Horrorcons took and led the Decepticons back to their fortress while Autobots remained at the Maximal Capital City.

At the training arena, Elita-One was helping to coach and train Cheetoh to be the brave and swift fighter. Elita-One struck and thrust multiple punches at Cheetoh, who swiftly and quickly dodge and evade the attacks as if he can see them before it happens. While Cheetoh was focused on punches, Elita-One dodged down while swiped her kick at his legs, causing him to trip and fall on his back. She jumped and slammed her knee against his body. She then draw out her gauntlet's blade and aiming it at his throat, shocking and scaring the young warrior. He was trapped and defeated.

Instead of killing him, she retracted her blade inside the gauntlet. Elita-One slowly got up as she helped Cheetoh to get up.

"Not bad, kid," Elita-One congratulated to Cheetoh while shaking his hand, "You've got some skills especially your speed and agility to dodge and evade the attacks."

Cheetoh whistled, "Wow. Thanks."

"But you've got a lot to learn too. You can't keep on relying on dodging and evading the attacks especially your speed because the enemies will find a way to catch up and beat you down. Trust me. Don't just run fast, but think and react fast as I did."

"Aw man. I knew you're gonna say that. I hate making mistakes. It's kinda drag..."

"Kid, making mistakes doesn't mean you failed the mission or disappoint the group. It's about helping you to realize and learn to get over it."

"Easy for you to say, Lady Elita-One. I've got lot of pressure form boss-bot himself. He's counting on me to defend this planet especially he's considering me to be the leader."

"So, you don't want to let him down?"

"No, I don't want to make it look bad to him or others. And I don't want to let him down too."

"Classic youth with expectation problems," Elita-One remarked amusingly, surprised Cheetoh. She giggled a bit, "Sorry about that, kid. You kinda reminds me of Optimus." He looked confuse and uncertain. She cleared her throat, "I mean Optimus Prime, my sparkmate."

"Really?" Cheetoh asked in surprise.

"Yeah, trust me, kid. He's also got expectation issue too about being leader and Prime. It wasn't very easy for him to handle especially making the decisions, which could be good and bad to both the army and Cybertron. He even asked himself if he did the right thing or not for his kind. All he ever wanted is bring peace and equality to Cybertron and other planets."

"Wow. I didn't know it."

"Trust me. There's a lot you don't know about being leaders."

"Really? Like what?"

Elita-One spoke softly and calmly like a mother to son, "Being leaders isn't about going to start the war or even fighting back. It's about making important decisions of doing what is right and necessary to protect and keep the people safe and alive. And also, making a great sacrifice to complete the mission."

"Man..." Cheetoh said in fear, feeling nervous and uneasy in sweats on his body, "That is rough. I'm not if I can do it."

"Not everyone can do it, Cheetoh." Elita-One admitted firmly, "But they have to or else everything will be lost. I'm sure Primal felt the same thing."

Cheetoh hummed thoughtfully, "I'd never thought of it..."

"But either way." Elita-One said calmly and gently as she patted on Cheetoh's shoulder like a mother comfort her son, "I'm sure you'll improve and become a better warrior as anyone else. And who knows? You might become a brave leader."

"That would be cool..." Cheetoh smiled in relief.

Elita-One cleared her throat before showing confident smirk, "Either way, ready for another spar? Practice makes perfect."

Cheetoh smirked confidently, "Oh yeah. I am, Elita. Let's do this."

"Alright, kid. Let's start with swordsmanship training," Elita-One said firmly and calmly, "I hope you're ready for it."

"Lady, I was born ready," Cheetoh said proudly and confidently.

Elita-One and Cheetoh armed themselves with their swords. They both charged and engaged their sparring at each other.

Elita-One and Cheetoh clashed their swords at each other for the moment. She then gave a headbutt on his head, making him to move back. She jumped and swiped her kick at him. Luckily, he evaded it while moved back. As she landed on the ground, he charged and thrust his sword at her. She has her sword to block and deflect it aside before punched at his face. But he blocked it and thrown her aside. He charged at her as he begin swinging his sword at her. She swiftly dodged the attacks while fighting back at him.

Both of them continued swinging and deflecting their blades at each other for few times. They clashed for the moment. They departed and moved back. Elita-One charged while jumped up as she thrust her sword at him. Cheetoh quickly rolled over to the front. As soon as she landed on the ground, she quickly turned to swing her blade at him. But she halted instead. She found herself trapped by the pointed blade on her armored chest by Cheetoh, who smirked confidently.

"Gotcha," Cheetoh said confidently.

"And I got you," Elita-One said calmly.

Cheetoh looked down and found a wiring-like string attached to his chest. It came from Elita-One's left gauntlet. It surprised yet disappointed him.

"Aw man..." Cheetoh cursed disappointingly.

"Don't get disappointed, kid. You improved it well," Elita-One commented calmly, "And you're learning. You're getting better. You will be a brave and strong warrior as Primal. I know it."

"Really?" Cheetoh asked hopefully, making his trainer nodded. He sighed, "Cool..."

"Shall we?" Elita-One asked calmly.

Cheetoh nodded happily. Both Elita-One and Cheetoh happily and calmly resumed their training, improving his battle skills now.

Perceptor shown his excited looks, with pride and joy like he has found his greatest treasure. He was now at the science laboratory, which has the primitive village-themed and scientific tools and chemicals. The scientists and inventors were working, experimenting and inventing their projects involving of creating life, medicines and also Artificial Energon, removing the pollution, curing diseases, building defensive weapons or household tools, and so on.

Perceptor awed and muttered happily as he was commenting and chattering of how much he likes about Maximals' science project. Rhinox, Botanica and Rattrap were there as they found him happy and loving the science a lot.

"Wow. Didn't we have some obsessive bot around here," Rattrap remarked amusingly.

Botanica nodded playfully, "Indeed. I'd never expected him to like our primitive science."

"Primitive?!" Perceptor asked in shock and annoyed while looking at Botanica and Rattrap. He screamed wildly and angrily, "How could you consider this primitive?! This is the most beautiful, amazing and creativity science I ever seen! I love it a lot! I'm going to learn as many and much as I can to know how to perfected this art of science! And most importantly, I want to create energy and life source for our kind. Yours is the key!"

"Wow. He's tensed and wacko..." Rattrap remarked amusingly while gestured 'crazy' finger on his head.

"Rattrap! Manners," Botanica scolded Rattrap. She continued, "If Perceptor wants to learn, then we should provide some assistance and teaching to him. We should provide it. After all, Rattrap, he is the first Cybertronian to appreciate and loved our science and culture very much. Nothing more, nothing less."

"You're kidding, right?" Rattrap asked in concern.

"She's not, Rattrap," Rhinox said firmly and calmly. He approached to Perceptor, "I'd happy to help you as well, Perceptor."

Perceptor smiled widely, "Splendid! Shall we get started?! I am ready to create the perfect Artificial Energon, that would help and save our home."

Rhinox and Botanica looked surprised and amazed by Perceptor's enthusiasm and determination to learn and create his own project like Artificial Energon. They then turned and looked at Rattrap, who was annoyed and irritated.

"Control freak..." Rattrap remarked dryly and annoyingly.

Ironhide grumbled angrily and annoyingly as he was taking a tour across the hallway of town. He sees nothing but Maximal Villagers were working, hanging out and chatting happily and peacefully. It reminds him too much of Cybertron's Golden Age, which he missed his home so much. And seeing this village being peaceful frustrated him a lot to think of what he could have done for his home planet. He can't stand on it.

Suddenly, he heard some fighting and cheering noise. Ironhide turned to a big crowd, who were cheering and giving an applause for something. Curious and intriguing by the event, he decided to check it out. He entered the crowd as he was pushing them aside while marching towards to the center, where he found and witness both Depth Charge and Raptorclaw were challenging and dueling with each other.

Raptorclaw jumped and slammed his punching fist at Depth Charge's face, his leg got grabbed by the dark brute warrior. He swung and struck down the Raptor-like Warrior like a doll for few times. Depth Charge was about to finish him off, Raptorclaw roared as he managed to claw and wound the brute's warrior's leg, making him to knelt down. This allowed Raptorclaw to slam the brute warrior to the ground hard.

The crowd went wild in witnessing the duel. Ironhide has shown intrigued and impressive with it.

"What is this?" Ironhide asked curiously, "This kinda reminds me of Gladiatorial Combat."

"That's because it is!" Maximal Villager cheered happily, "Who ever gets knocked out or thrown out of the ring is the winner."

Maximal Villager #2 nodded, "Yeah. Those two have been at each other's throat for a long time. They're the best warriors we ever had."

"Best Warriors, huh?" Ironhide asked curiously. He laughed, "Not if I have anything to say about it."

ROAR! Depth Charge and Raptorclaw charged as they both gave each other a powerful slam by faces. They both remained standing still for the moment. They both groaned in pain while falling on their back hard. Neither of them have won the duel. The crowd awed in disappointment.

Ironhide laughed amusingly as he approached to both Depth Charge and Raptorclaw. He held his hands out to them.

"That was quite a fight you've got there," Ironhide remarked proudly. Depth Charge and Raptorclaw glared at him for the moment. They swept his hands aside. He groaned in annoyance, "That was rude. What's your big deal, Maximals?!"

Raptorclaw snarled, "You!" Ironhide was confused. He continued, "Outsiders like you are not welcomed to our planet! In fact, you should leave and never return here."

"Seriously? Because I'm the outsider?" Ironhide asked in annoyance, "That's the best reason you've got?"

"Here's another reason, Outsider," Depth Charger snarled, "Your kind banished us here, and even refused to let us come home. All because of our appearance - wild and organic. It's something that Sentinel Zeta Prime has distaste and hated the most. He consider them to be low-life and weakling. He even called us 'outsiders'."

Ironhide was in shock and surprise yet also angered to recall of how Sentinel Zeta Prime handled the leadership after overthrowing and banishing Quintessons back to the space.

"Indeed. Outsides, like you, are always weak and pathetic," Raptorclaw snarled while pointing his claw at Ironhide's chest, "Thinking themselves high and mighty as if you owned everything and even us! I'd never like the outsiders like you! And you are not welcome, weakling! I rather see you and your leader died in Unicron's Pit! Your Prime is no difference from Sentinel! Weak, cowardly and pathetic!"

Ironhide grabbed and twisted Raptorclaw's arm, making the latter to scream in pain. This surprised and shocked the Maximals. It even intrigued Depth Charge.

"Call me 'Outsider' if you want," Ironhide snarled angrily. He then grabbed Raptorclaw's neck and continued, "But insult Prime, I will rip you apart! Or better yet, blasted you to smithereens! And trust me, it ain't pretty! It's nasty! Got it?!"

Raptorclaw choked painfully before grunted and nodded painfully, "Y-Yes..."

Ironhide scoffed as he thrown Raptorclaw down to the ground hard. The black brute warrior dusted off his hands. He turned and found Depth Charge stood before him.

"I was wrong about you. You've got skills for an Outsider," Depth Charge commented in amazement tone, "So, are you good at sparring and fighting?"

Ironhide scoffed, "Oh yeah. They don't call me 'Ironhide' for nothing. But gotta warn you, I don't go down easily."

Depth Charge chuckled, "That's all I need! Coz I won't go down easy too."

"Bring it on," Ironhide remarked amusingly.

Ironhide and Depth Charge got into the duel ring. They positioned themselves for the fight. With the gong rang by the referee, both fierce warriors charged and began their fierce duel. They both struck the punches at each other's faces for the moment. They then began punching and knocking each other's body and chest rather than blocking and dodging the attacks for few times.

The crowd went wild to see how fierce, strong and determined the warriors are. However, one wasn't. Raptorclaw, feeling humiliated and angered, left the duel ring at once. He's still harbor hatred at the Outsiders for mistreatment at his kind.

Raptorclaw eventually met up with his leader, Optimus Primal. The leader of Maximals has observed and overseen the event. The leader was impressed and amazed by the how fast friends Maximals and Autobots have become, though annoyed to find that Raptorclaw complained angrily as he refused to accept the Cybertronians' friendship or even wanted to get to know about them.

"Primal, I insisted that these Outsiders must leave and never return to this planet!" Raptorclaw complained angrily, "They have insulted and made a mockery to our kind's culture and custom! I will not stand idly by to let them do what they want."

"Calm down, Raptorclaw. You're overreacting a lot," Optimus Primal said firmly and calmly.

Raptorclaw snarled, "Overreacting?! We're dealing with the Outsiders, who have banished us here and even refused to let us return because of our chosen beast forms! I'd never forget and forgive them! Never!"

"That was in the past. We should focus on present and future, my friend."

"And the past should not be forgotten! It must be reminded of what they have done to us! And we must remain vigilant and be ready to strike and tear them apart! Be either Autobots or Decepticons, they're no friends to us!"

"We will not treat them as prisoners and enemies," Optimus Primal said firmly and darkly, "In fact, we're not at war. And we will not start one!"

Raptorclaw snarled darkly, "This is unacceptable! Your first mistake is for trusting and making alliance with Dragontron and his Horrorcons because of your friendship. Your second mistake - negotiating the tribe leaders to become one when we should fight and unified the land by brute force! This final and unforgivable mistake is letting these Outsiders to live in our planet! You are leading our kind to doom!"

Optimus Primal glared at Raptorclaw, "That is enough, Raptorclaw!"

Realizing his mistakes, Raptorclaw sighed, "F-Forgive me, my lord. I meant not go that far. I was merely speaking of the truth." Optimus Primal wasn't impressed nor happy about it. He shook his head, "I will leave at once. But I advise you, one last time. Do not let them near to our sacred relic. It is too important to our kind."

Optimus Primal narrowed his eyes firmly, "I appreciate your concerns as well, Raptorclaw. But I can handle it on my own."

Raptorclaw nodded firmly as he and his leader departed at once. The warrior was heading towards his own hut.

As he entered his own domain, he took his seat and rested on the chair. He was looking at the various portraits of himself and his kind and their activities such as showing victory poses, battling the large army of various tribes, his friendship and funny moments with his brother-in-arms, and also the unity of all tribes. Raptorclaw sighed in defeat and frustration for him to miss the good old days.

"It's very hard to miss the old days, don't you?" The sinister voice asked calmly and firmly, shocking and surprising Raptorclaw. He armed with drilling sword and shield for the fight. He found Megatron and Dragontron stood before him. The Leader of Decepticons continued, "Calm yourself, warrior. I merely wish to speak with you."

Raptorclaw snarled, "You are not welcome here! I do not speak to either of you! Now get out of my home or I will break you!"

"Is that so?" Dragontron asked amusingly. He then chuckled amusingly, "Then, you'd be wise to lower your weapon and listen to what we said."

Megatron nodded in agreement, "After all, we're not alone."

Realizing of what the deceptive leaders Raptorclaw looked around of his surroundings. He found Blackout, Crowbar, Berserker, Crankcase, Terrorsaur, Deathmark, Scorponok, Inferno and Waspinator armed their blasters at him. He was surrounded and trapped by both Decepticons and Horrorcons.

"So, I was right..." Raptorclaw snarled as he lowered down his weapons. He then glared at Dragontron, "I warned him not to trust you because of your deception and treachery."

Dragontron chuckled, "Oh yeeesss... How right you were, my old friend..."

"Old friend?" Raptorclaw demanded dryly and darkly. He snarled, "Did you really think that I would forgive you after what you have done to me?! You've betrayed and banished me because you won't fight like a warrior with honor!"

"Wrong. I banished you because you have weakness and also refused to do what is necessary to achieve your goal." Dragontron said firmly, "But what I did not expect is that you sided with the Maximals when I told you that they're weakling pacifists."

"They were." Raptorclaw admitted, "But you've underestimated their strength and unity. They have negotiated and united the tribes into one including yours."

Dragontron snarled, "Yes. I know. I gambit my old friend that he would never achieve his goal of unification through words. If he succeeded it, then I would gladly to join his unification. To my surprise, he did it. I was amazed and proud yet jealous of his success."

Megatron chuckled, "Reminds me of the old days..."

"What is it you want?" Raptorclaw demanded darkly and seriously, "If I didn't know any better, Dragontron, you were biding your time to betray and kill him?!"

"Indeed, I am..." Dragontron said calmly. Raptorclaw readied himself for the fight. He continued, "Come now. Do you truly want to die in honor so badly? For what? For Primal and his kind or the Outsiders?"

Raptorclaw roared in anger, "I fight for honor and righteous, not Outsiders or you!"

"If that is true, then you know Optimus Prime and his Autobots have no intention of allying with the Maximals. In fact, they're brainwashing them including Primal to become their slaves and war beasts for their conquest." Megatron said calmly and firmly, shocking Raptorclaw. He continued, "We Decepticons just want to leave this planet. That is all..."

"Why should I trust you?" Raptorclaw asked darkly and suspiciously.

Megatron chuckled, "You don't. But your honor demands it. Your hatred demands it. And best of all, you want your planet to be independent and free from their tyranny. Am I right?"

"Yeeeeesssss..." Dragontron said calmly and amusingly, "It is what you wanted..."

Raptorclaw growled a bit as he gave some thinking about what Megatron and Dragontron have said about Autobots and Maximals, as well as his desire to protect his home planet from enemies and even Cybertronian themselves. What should he do?

After witnessing the Autobots making friendship with Maximals, Optimus Primal was pleased and happy to hear the progress. Eventually, he has arrived at the stone-like Sacred Historical Library. As he entered the library, he found some Maximal Villagers were happily and enjoyably reading a large hardened clay slabs-like books.

Seeing Wildertronians reading the books made Optimus Primal to read the books. He headed towards the historical slab section. He then came across to Optimus Prime, who has grabbed some historical, custom and cultural slabs from the shelves. The Autobot Leader headed off for sitting down on small table to read the slabs.

Wildertron Leader was impressed and intrigued by Optimus Prime's hobby. He decided to befriend and talk with him. Optimus Primal took the seat and faced to his doppelganger from Cybertron.

"Prime," Optimus Primal called. Optimus Prime looked surprised as he looked up and faced him. He continued, "I'm quite surprise to see you reading especially when ours is made of hardened clay slabs, not advanced technological slabs."

"Hologram Pads or Computer, actually, not slabs," Optimus Prime corrected Optimus Primal, who looked surprised and embarrassed. He continued, "Despite the slabs are primitive, I'm still intrigued and willing to read for learning, understanding and adapting to your custom, culture and history. I'm impressed..."

"I see. That's quite surprise. I'm impressed. Cybertronians are indeed intriguing and interesting people to meet."

"Thank you, Primal. I too find the Wildertronians are interesting to meet and communicate with especially their beast modes. Those forms are quite alive, despite they're indigenous fleshling creatures. I often mistaken them as Predacons."

Optimus Primal chuckled amusingly, "Well, the only group we often mistaken are Horrorcons as Predacons. Their forms are often made of predatory creatures and beasts. They're made for seeking and hunting down the preys. They're quite predators."

"I see." Optimus Prime nodded understandingly. He turned and looked at the peaceful Wildertronian in lotus position in bluish glowing energy aura-like, slowly revealed several forms of beasts he can turned into. He hummed, "This Transformation Progress slab is quite interesting. I did not know there's more than one forms to use, or even possible to have them."

"That is because this progress is the most advanced to learn, train and perform. It will take some time, patient and humble to master that ability. If you do, then you can achieved and used many forms as much as you liked."

"I see. Perhaps, if you do not mind that I could take this slab as my training. If you do not want, then I understand."

Optimus Primal was surprised yet speechless to find how noble and considerate Optimus Prime is, despite he wanted to learn on how to use many forms. Despite Raptorclaw's concerns and warnings, the Maximals Leader felt that the Autobot Leader can be trusted as friend, seeing how his behavior and actions.

Optimus Primal smiled, "Do not worry. You can use it, Prime." Optimus Prime looked surprised. He continued with a nod, "I trust you."

Optimus Prime sighed while bowed humbly, "Thank you, my friend..."

"In fact, I have something to show you," Optimus Primal said calmly and firmly, "Follow me."

Optimus Prime looked curious and uncertain, but nevertheless, he nodded and agreed to follow the Primal. They both headed off to another location.

Optimus Primal led and guided Optimus Prime to a new location for showing him something important. They both have arrived at the ancient decorated Aztec Temple-like Jungle Temple with long stairs. Both of them climbed up to the top of the temple. They both marched into it at once.

With Optimus Primal's guidance and leading, he managed to deactivate the traps and securities while travelling into the deep temple. Eventually, they have arrived at the sacred chamber, where they found a large golden disk with Jungle Cyber Planet Key on it.

"Be hold," Optimus Primal said firmly and calmly, "Cyber Planet Key represents both leadership and symbol of our kind. And also, the Oracle of Golden Disk, keeper of our ancestor's histories, culture, customs and secrets. And above all else, it also holds the key and connection to Cybertron's Vector Sigma."

"Connection to Vector Sigma? Even my Matrix of Leadership?" Optimus Prime asked in surprise while looking at his chest armor.

Optimus Primal nodded, "Indeed. And truthfully, my friend, I'm not allowed anyone especially the Cybertronians to enter and use the Golden Disk. It is very sacred relic and important to us. And also, it served as the last line of defense against the invaders like Quintessons."

"Quintessons?" Optimus Prime asked in surprise, "I told they were defeated and banished forever."

"No, they're still out there. Hiding and waiting patiently. Planning and plotting sinisterly and dark for revenge against our kind. There's no telling what kind of plans they have for us."

"And you believe they're after both key and Golden Disk?"

"Yes. That's what I'm worried. And also, another reason why Raptorclaw was distrustful and alerted of Cybertronians and Quintessons."

"I see..." Optimus Prime nodded in understanding. He turned to Optimus Primal, "I hope you don't mind if I check this disk out? I believe that Golden Disk may help me to find and understand the very location Megatron and his allies are going after."

Optimus Primal nodded, "You may. Just try not to damage it. Raptorclaw tends to get wild and angry for me to allowing anyone in."

Optimus Prime nodded as he opened his chest in two, showing and revealing Matrix of Leadership. It glows brightly before hitting straight at the Golden Disk. It glowed brightly and shinned upon him. His eyes glowed brightly as if he has transcend into another realm...

Optimus Prime groaned in pain as he opened his eyes. He found himself into a strange yet unusual realm, where it was dark world with stars and planets, a large sun in middle of space. And before him was a large digital golden colored globe-like with patterns in it.

"Oracle of Golden Disk?" Optimus Prime asked in surprise.

"Indeed I am, Optimus Prime," Oracle of Golden Disk confirmed calmly, "I believed you are seeking the history and truth behind our Cybertronian History including the Quintessons."

"Indeed, I am." Optimus Prime said firmly, "Starting with Wildertron and its kind. How did they able to use beast modes and multiple forms? I thought no one can achieve it."

Oracle of Golden Disk glowed brightly in gold. The various planets and stars moved around and around like time itself either moving backward.

For the moment later, Oracle has halted the movement of time and space, where it revealed the large group of Cybertronian Transports were leaving and escaping Planet Cybertron. They were heading straight into the portal. And at the same time, it was attacked and shot down by demonically armored spaceships and turrets. Though some Cybertronian Spaceships have been destroyed, most of them have escaped and entered the portal.

After teleporting, the Cybertronian Transports have arrived and landed on new planet with water and forest - Wildertron.

Oracle of Golden Disk narrated firmly and calmly, "Since the reign of Quintessons begins on Planet Cybertron, several Cybertronians managed to escape their wrath and arrive to a new planet, which they called Wildertron."

As Cybertronian Colonists began settling down on their new planet, they all discussed of what they should and can do to hide from Quintessons. Upon encountering some various animals and creatures, the Cybertronians combined their knowledge, patient and powers for meditating calmly, converting their vehicular modes into beast modes.

"To ensure their safety and hidden from Quintessons' search, the Cybertronian Colonists decided that they should use different modes to hid their signals for good. By concentrating their powers of meditation and patient, they transformed their vehicular modes into beast modes."

Though successful, Cybertronians struggled to use and control their beast modes due to their inner beasts. After months and years have passed, they were able to control and use their beast modes. Some of them able to transform into more than beast modes, which are very rare and difficult for them to use.

"However, turning into beasts have proven difficulties and dangerous for Cybertronians to use and control. It takes time and patient for them to control it. Some of them even able to perform and use two or three forms. It requires great strength ad patient to obtain that power."

Eventually, the Cybertronian Colonists have managed to get used to new world to stay and live. They even settle down and set up their villages and defenses here as well. They now lived in peace and quiet.

"Now, they are dubbed as the Wildertronians. They lived in peace for centuries..."

Years later, Wildertronians have received the news that Sentinel Zeta Prime has led the rebellion to fight back and banish the Quintessons out of their planet. They were planning to return home.

The Leader of Wildertron made a trip to Cybertron, where he and his council found themselves disrespected and insulted by Sentinel Zeta Prime. They weren't alone as other Cybertronian Colonists too suffered the same fate. The Prime banished all of them back to their home before shutting down the Space Bridge.

Thus, Wildertronians have decided not to let Cybertronians, Outsiders or even Quintessons allowed to enter their home again. But they also make preparation against the invaders, should it happen.

"Years later, the news of Quintessons have reached that they were defeated and banished from Planet Cybertron, thanks to brave Sentinel Zeta Prime. Wildertronians tried to return to home but the Prime has strictly deactivated the Space Bridge Towers and forbidden all of colonists from returning home including Wildertronians, whom he has despised the most due to their appearance. This has angered them and agreed to never let the Outsides ever to land on their planet. However, they also must make preparation against the return of Quintessons for their revenge."

Optimus Prime hummed in concern, "H-How? Who are they? Where do Quintessons come from?"

"We often ask that question by ourselves for quite some times," Alpha Trion's voice spoke in concern. Optimus Prime gasped as he turned and found both his elderly mentor and dark blue armored warrior-like medieval knight with silver spiked knight's helmet stood before him. He continued with a smile, "Welcome, Optimus."

"Alpha Trion? Prima?" Optimus Prime asked in surprise, "How?"

"Remember what Primal has said, Optimus. Matrix of Leadership connected to both Golden Disk and Vector Sigma, and therefore allowing you to communicate with us," Prima explained calmly, "Just as it can provide you the Collective Wisdom of Primes."

"I see..." Optimus Prime nodded in understanding, "So, what is it you wish to tell me?"

"An impending danger ahead of your time, Optimus..." Alpha Trion said calmly yet grimly. He sighed, "I'm afraid it will not be good..."

Optimus Prime looked concern. Prima continued, "An ancient enemy is making their return to take revenge and complete of what they have started including the destruction of indigenous life forms."

"Quintessons?" Optimus Prime asked in concern, "But who are they? Where do they come from?"

Alpha Trion sighed, "I'm afraid we do not. But I believed that Quintus Prime is responsible of their creation." This shocked and concerned Optimus Prime. He continued, "Yes. Quintus Prime often dreamed of creating and bringing his own creation to life. It was his greatest dream. And the only way to achieve that goal..."

"Emberstone..." Optimus Prime said in realization.

Alpha Trion nodded firmly, "Indeed. However, something must have went wrong. The Quintessons must have turned on their creator, and began invading our home. And I believe you know the rest."

"Yes, I do," Optimus Prime said firmly, "So, what is exactly the Quintessons want now?"

"I believed they're after five Cyber Planet Keys," Prima said suspiciously and firmly, "If they do collect and gather all of them, they could use those keys to unlock the most dangerous item to bring chaos and destruction to the universe including Cybertron. You must not let that happen."

"Yes, Optimus. We are counting on you," Alpha Trion said calmly.

Oracle of Golden Disk continued, "The fate of Cybertronians lies in your hand now. Do not let the universe destroyed."

Optimus Prime looked shock and worry to hear the latest news. Though he's uneasy with the mission, nevertheless, he cannot let the Quintessons destroy everything and take revenge against his kind. He must protect them.

"I accept it. I will do what I can to protect them," Optimus Prime said firmly.

"Good. And remember. Find and destroy the Emberstone," Prima said firmly, "Because it not only does give the creation of civilization and planet, but also the immortality and power. Destroy it, and then you can defeat the leader."

Alpha Trion nodded, "Indeed. Because if you choose to fight, the leader of Quintessons will keep on return to life as many times as she wanted. Be warned of this danger, Prime."

Optimus Prime nodded, "I will..."

"Good luck, Optimus Prime..." Prima, Alpha Trion and Oracle of Golden Disk commented.

The light glowed brightly and flashed at Optimus Prime, who covered his eyes from it. Everything went in white.

Optimus Prime groaned in pain as he dropped to the ground hard. Optimus Primal quickly helped get him to stand up.

"Are you alright, Prime?" Optimus Primal asked.

Optimus Prime nodded, "I am now, Primal. I have learned everything I need to know for facing off the Quintessons."

Optimus Primal nodded, "That is good to hear, Prime." He then heard some noise. He turned to his back and found Cheetoh has arrived to the scene. He asked, "Cheetoh, what is it?"

Cheetoh panted heavily, "We've detected and found another Autobot landing on our planet! Someone called himself 'Bumblebee'."

Optimus Prime gasped, "Bumblebee?! Here?!" He approached to Cheetoh and demanded, "Where is he?!"

Optimus Prime, Optimus Primal, Elita-One, Cheetoh, Rattrap and Raptorclaw quickly left the Maximal Capital City. They're all headed straight to very location that 'Bumblebee' has landed. The leader of Autobots has shown determined and worried as he cut down some trees and bushes, and even pushed them aside as well.

"Wow! What's with him?!" Rattrap asked in confusion.

"Bumblebee is Optimus Prime's trusted scout of his team, kinda like me to Primal," Cheetoh explained firmly and calmly. Rattrap looked surprise. He continued, "Elita-One told me."

"Oh," Rattrap said in surprise, "I see..."

"Optimus! Optimus! Wait!" Elita-One called out.

"There's no time to wait. Bumblebee needs our help! He could be attacked by Megatron!" Optimus Prime exclaimed firmly, "I will not let another Autobots died before me!"

"I understand, Optimus! But we have to be careful!" Elita-One exclaimed in concern, "There could be a trap!"

Optimus Primal nodded, "Indeed. We must remain vigilant!"

"We don't have time for this!" Optimus Prime said firmly.

Optimus Prime and his rescue team have arrived at the destination, where they found a large group of rocks were blocking near to the narrowed road to two mountains. They even found a familiar yellowish Cybertronian being trapped there.

"Bumblebee!" Optimus Prime called. He and his allies rushed towards to the blockade road. He grunted as he and his allies struggled and moved the rocks aside. He panted, "Hang on, Bumblebee. We'll get you out of here!"

Bumblebee 'smirked' strangely, "Take you time, Prime..."

Optimus Prime and Elita-One gasped in shock while the Maximals looked confuse and uncertain of the event.

"You're not Bumblebee!" Optimus Prime exclaimed in shock.

"It's a trap!" Elita-One exclaimed in concern.

"Trap indeed!" Blackout's voice snarled.

Both Autobots and Maximals turned to their back. They found Blackout armed with his right-armed large cannon, charging and powering it up. And at the same time, 'Bumblebee' transformed back to Makeshift, who quickly transformed into an armored Cybertronian Jet as it lifted off to the sky. Dreads and some pile of boulders were on top of the mountains as they snarled and roared wildly and crazily. Both group looked shock of what they just found.

Blackout snarled, "Fire at will!"

Blackout fired a powerful EMP Charge Cannon, followed by throwing his flying bladed boomerang-like out. The EMP Charge Cannon hit both the Autobots and Maximals hard. Both group got electrocuted and shocked by the attacks while Optimus Prime and Optimus Primal remained standing. And then, the flying bladed boomerang hit both Prime and Primal into the boulder. Seeing both leaders of Autobots and Maximals within narrowed path, the Dread roared wildly as they pushed and dropped the rocks and boulders on the leaders, trapping and killing them at once.

"Mission Accomplished," Blackout said firmly.

"Woohoo! We got him!" Dreadbot exclaimed wildly and happily, while patting Hatchet.

Berserker chuckled, "Not the best fighting, but fun."

"Yeah. Finishing up Prime for good," Crankcase snarled sinisterly.

"Let's hope so," Crowbar said firmly, "Come, let us meet up with Lord Megatron."

The Dreads climbed down the mountain as they're meeting up with their allies.

Elita-One, Rattrap, Cheetoh and their soldiers groaned in pain as they slowly recovered from the EMP Charge Attacks. Instead of getting up, they found Megatron, Dragontron and their army stood before them. They all armed and aimed their weapons at the Autobots and Maximals. Raptorclaw was among them.

"Raptorclaw?! Why?!" Cheetoh asked in shock and concern.

Rattrap snarled, "I knew you're nothing double crossing no-good Horrorcon!"

"I... I..." Raptorclaw said uneasily yet guilty. He sighed, "I'm merely doing what is right for the Wildertron. Nothing more. "

"Then, you're making mistakes, Raptorclaw," Elita-One said firmly, "We're not your enemies."

"I'm not your ally either, outsider. I cannot trust you," Raptorclaw snarled.

Elita-One shook her head, "Neither should the Decepticons. They're your enemies, not us..."

"Enough of this." Dragontron said firmly and darkly, "Guards, arrest them! For treason against Planet Wildertron, and also murdering my oldest friend Optimus Primal!"

"Yes, my lord!" The Horrorcons exclaimed firmly.

The Horrorcona approached and apprehended the Autobots and Maximals for 'treason' and 'crimes'. Deathmark grabbed and held both Cheetoh and Rattrap. Inferno and Waspinator held Elita-One up. Their soldiers aimed at the both Autobots and Maximal Soldiers.

"You won't get away with this, Megatron," Elita-One hissed in anger.

Megatron chuckled amusingly, "I already have, Ariel. Take them away!"

"Yeeesss..." Dragontron agreed, "To the Capital City."

Both Decepticons and Horrrocons moved out, while bringing along with their prisoners. They're heading straight to Maximal Capital City.

While the Maximals and Autobots were having the moments, the villagers gasped and shouted in fear as they have been chased off. The Decepticons and Horrorcons were heading straight to the Maximal Palace's stairs. And at the same time; both Horrorcons and Decepticons' Generals quickly moved out to apprehend Ironhide, Perceptor, Botanica, Rhinox, Depth Charge and some supporters of Prime and Primal.

All of them are heading straight to the palace's stairs. Dragontron turned and faced to the crowd while his generals held and put both Autobots and Maximals kneeling down to the ground.

"Citizens of Wildertron. I bring grave news," Dragontron said firmly yet sadly. The Wildertronians looked concern and scared. He sighed, "Optimus Primal is dead."

The Wildertronians gasped in shock. They then chatted and whispered softly about it.

Dragontron nodded sadly, "Yes. I saw it all. I have seen it. Optimus Prime, his Autobots and the traitors trapped him at the very narrowed road, where both leaders fought and killed each other before the rock slide crumbled and crushed them to pieces. I should have done something. I should have killed the Autobots when I have the chance." He sighed, "But never again, I will make mistakes again. Mark my words. With our true alliance - the Decepticons, we will defend our home and repel our enemies, at all cost! Nothing will stand in our ways! We are the strongest warriors in the universe!"

Inspired by his speech; Villagers, Horrocons and Decepticons gave a proud and happy cheering and applause to their leader for giving the best speech. Both Autobots and Maximal Warriors groaned in anger as they glared at their enemies as they will not let them get away with it.

Megatron sighed in relief, "Good old days... I used to give that speech before."

"A new age has begun..." Dragontron said calmly and firmly, with a smirk, "All hail Dragontron..."

While the villagers and warriors were cheering and applauding to their new leader while Autobots and Maximal were glaring at him, Raptorclaw looked uneasy and remorse. He's giving some thoughts of what Autobots has said to him about trusting the Decepticons. He maybe wrong about it...

To be Continued...

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