Prologue
Optimus Primal was saddened as he looked at the jungle world Katarn, for it would be his last. The escape pod was ready for take off, but he would never forget, the huge battle the Maximals fought with the Predicons. This is their heroic tale of life, death, and everything in-between. All though this battle was wild, and rather destructive, most of the Maximals did survive. Not very easily though, as you will soon find out. As for The Predicons, well I can't say as much, for their forgotten leader Megatron was destroyed, they voted unanimously on the treacherous Turantulus. Which you will find out will be a huge mistake on the Predicons side. Blacharchnia, a once Maximal did again another Benedict Arnold, going back to the Predicons. The only thing on her mind was taking the Predicons from Turantulus. Which will be costly to the Maximals, and herself.
"Uh, boss monkey, you feelin' okay?" Questioned Rattrap, one of Optimus Primal's best friends.
"I'm fine Rattrap, but where are we going to go now, with nothing left of this planet. It saddens me, I feel it is my fault." He answered, in his deep, metallic voice. But deep inside he knew it wasn't his fault it was the Predicons fault.
"It wasn't your fault, it was the Predicons." Rattrap was saying what he was thinking. Optimus didn't care, he just sat back and tried to relax, which was almost impossible for a large robot like him. He was the largest of all the Beast Wars. And he hoped it would stay that way, for he liked being cowered at. He could feel the intimidation as he walked by the Predicons. He grinned slightly, happy to have that feeling of power, and the feeling of love. For deep down inside, he loved Airrazor, but could never take her away from his good friend Tigertron. He knew he would have to destroy Tigertron to get her, but they were just too close. After Airrazor passed, he went after Blacharchnia. But she was too much connected to Cheetor, who was destroyed in the coming to this planet. Maybe, Optimus thought, that is why she left. Too many good memories. It did sadden him to see Cheetor go, but Optimus was going to destroy him anyway, for he was soon going to be a traitor, he found out. But the crash saved the work and humiliation. It was going to be good leaving the death ground, he wished they could of done it before. But he dreamed a lot. He new when he got to his new home all would pass and these evil memories would just disappear, but he knew that would never, ever happen, for this was the worst, and possibly best battle he had ever fought.
"You look pale big monkey, you sure your okay?" Rattrap had become annoying, asking all these questions. Optimus didn't answer until a few moments passed then said:
"Rattrap, we should be heroes, not killers. We could of talked and that planet could of survived. We didn't just kill the Predicons, we killed innocent animals, creatures that don't know what we are and what we are doing. On their planet. It wasn't yours, it wasn't mine, it was theirs, and we took it from them. Not only the planet, but their lives. Why did we Rattrap, why?" The question hung. Now this is their epic battle: