Chapter 9: Shadowstalker
Dead Space, Primeverse
Unicron sat upon his throne in the huge palace that Megatronus had built in his years of exile. Built from raw materials found on the closest planets along with the greyed chasses of fallen Cybertronians who had meet a grisly end at the claws of Megatronus in the middle of his madness. His madness that was aimed at Primus and everything that he had created.
The Choas Bringer sat in peace. He knew that Megatronus was no doubt integrating the Predacon. The Predacon who they had found out was Nightshade. Nightshade juat stared at Megatronus with defiance. Defiance that he was sure was going to be broken. He trusted Megatronus Prime to break the will of all his enemies. With his Spark broken, Megatron would be easy to break. But he would wait until his former puppet was beaten first hand before finishing the job. That was the task of Megatronus and Shadowstalker.
The massive doors of the massive throne room swung open to allow the Fallen Prime to enter the throne room. His huge pedes stomped against the ground with his massive strides. His red optics locked right at his master.
"Megatronus!" Unicron greeted as his first servant bowed before him. "Has our guest told you anything new other than to stick your head in a black hole?" he asked.
Megatronus snarled. His red optics dropped to the ground. "She is not saying anything, Master! Well that was before Shadowstalker came in!" he replied to Unicron. "I swear that Predacon is insane! But it's because of them our army has swelled in size from the small force that I was able to rally upon your return!" Megatronus spoke as the doors of the throne roon opened again.
"Talking about me Megatronus?"
Megatronus stood up from his kneeling to look around. A Predacon in their beast form stalked towards them. Its purple optics filled with madness hunger as its teeth jutted out of its mandible. Its tail that ended in four large spikes dragged behind it as massjve paws that had huge claws made out of Dark Energon slammed into the ground.
"Didn't Primus tell you that it was not nice to speak about people when their back is turned. You never know if a claw might find its way into your Spark!" Shadowstalker snarled. She showed the Prime her sharp claws that extended upon a hidden command. The claws glowed purple as Dark Energon flowed through them and the rest of her body. Unicron had full control of the Predacon that had been created out of the nightmares of Nightshade. The prefect weapon against Megatron.
"Shadowstalker lets be civil!" Unicron ordered leaning forward in his throne. The throne that Megatronus had made for himself. He was in control. He was more in control than either knew about.
Shadowstalker bowed her helm. Purple optics shuttered as she lowered to the ground. "Forgive me, My Lord!" she said daring to finally look back up at Unicron. "I have come to tell you that I have rallied up as many creatures to your purpose as I could. Many of them needed to be persuaded a little more before joining!" she chuckled.
"Excellent work Shadowstalker!" Unicron beamed as he finally stood up from his throne. "Now it is time for your second task. I wont a straight path right into the Core of Cybertron and I don't care how you do it!" he ordered.
Shadowstalker grunted before stomping out of the throne room. Her sharp Dark Energon claws leaving horrid marks on the ground in her wake.
Megatronus watched Shadowstalker leave the throne room. His red optics narrowed into slits. Finally his helm snapped around to face Unicron. The massive black and golden mech towered above him. "Are we not to do anything, Master?" he asked. "I want to get my servos on the Prime at the moment and rip out the Matrix from his grey chassis!" he snarled as Unicron walked away from his throne.
"Don't worry! We will attack! Once Shadowstalker destroys both Autobots and Decepticons from the inside!" he replied looking out of the huge window to see the army that Shadowstalker had gathered. A smirk came upon his faceplates. He should have found Shadowstalker years ago. She was the type of Femme that he liked. She didn't show any mercy upon getting his army gathered. Warriors of different races had been butchered when they were alive before being transformed into the Undead. He had an army that would get him to the Core of Cybertron without any problems. Not even Primus nor his Prime could stop the Storm that he had formed out of the fears and darkness from Nightshade.
"This is what she can do?" Megatronus asked looking at all the Terracons that Shadowstalker had brought to life. They didn't look like shambling corpses that Dark Energon created when summoned by either him or Megatron when he still had Dark Energon flowing through his systems. They looked as if they were still alive, alive but ubder the control of both Shadowstalker and Unicron.
"There's so much more, Megatronus! Now come we must get ready! I must be ready to meet my brother!"