*Peeks around the corner and waves a white flag*
Is it safe to come out? *slowly steps out and sighs happily* Oh good... for a moment there I was afraid that I was going to be attacked for not updating sooner. So... yeah... Things have been kind of crazy haven't they? For the ones who have me on there Authors alert list you all will have seen a bunch of posting the past for weeks, but not for stories that many care to much about. I am sorry but they needed to be done. I am not going to tell you all to look at my other stories, but if you do then that is amazing.
I am getting off topic though... I would like to say sorry for being so down in my Author's note for the last chapter. I am happy to say that all that crazy drama is behind me now and I am much happier. Also for the ones who care, I managed to get a new job this past week which is a hell of a lot better then my old one. Not only do I get paid more, but the conditions are better and the management is amazing! Also I actually have a chance to get a raise. I know crazy right? But I swear its true.
Before going any further I need to make a shout out to an amazing person. If it wasn't for her then this chapter would have taken a whole lot longer to come out. So I dedicate this chapter and all its glory to Synchroniz! Thank you so much Synch! I couldn't have done this without you ^_^
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So go to her page and put her down on the Author alert list so you can start reading it when she puts it up. You won't regret it I swear.
Now I think I have taken up enough of you're time, so I will close my mouth and let you all read what is without a doubt the best chapter I have ever written in my life!
Enjoy...
He could feel it, the ice cold water crushing him from every possible angle. The inky blackness blocked everything from his enhanced vision. As much as he tried he couldn't keep his eyes open or his optics on line. He felt his optics flicker and finally die shortly after the water had covered him. Of course he couldn't see any difference in the blackness so it meant very little at the time. He tried to move, he didn't care what part of him. But the pressure was to great, he couldn't even move his little finger. Finally he stopped trying all together. In truth he didn't even care anymore, there was nothing he could do and he knew that. He was doomed to die under the cold dark water, alone.
With his mind empty of everything, and his sight gone, all he could do was focus on the cold darkness and the crushing pressure covering his whole body. But slowly, he even noticed that starting to fade. The force holding his chest down and binding his body seemed to be growing less with every passing second. It wasn't long before the pressure was gone completely. Now he was left with just the cold and the darkness.
'If this is what slowly dying is like, I would much rather die quickly.' He thought remembering the warmth that had come from his death in Egypt.
He floated in that darkness for what felt like years upon years. It wasn't long before his mind was screaming for it all just to end, for the cold darkness to fade away and be replaced with something else. He didn't care if it was the warmth of the glowing light of heaven or the burning fire of hell, just as long as the darkness and cold didn't come back.
A sudden pain burst from his chest and face. He groaned remembering all the times he had fallen flat on his face, it felt exactly the same. As he tried to block the pain from his mind he began to notice that he could feel himself laying on something. It was flat, smooth and very hard. Feeling the surface for a moment he gathered his arms and legs under himself and lifted up from the surface he was laying on. He looked around but still there was only darkness, although this time it both looked and felt different. There was lightness in the darkness and it didn't compress him. Instead it felt as if he was simply standing in a room that had the lights off.
And just like in a dark room he could see light creeping in from under a vaguely outlined door. With a grunt he pushed himself from the ground and began to stumble towards the door. It was only a little taller than himself and he leaned against it panting hard. Summoning what strength he had, Sam pushed on the door which slowly and silently opened letting more light spill in. He closed his eyes for a moment so that they wouldn't be blinded by the sudden change in lighting. Taking a few deep breaths he slowly opened his eyes only to have them snap open wide and for his jaw to drop almost off his face.
He was standing in a long hallway with bright light filling it to the point where the metal walls seemed to be made of it. But that wasn't what caught his attention. What had him so stunned, so amazed that words refused to form in his mind was the sight in front of him. Large panes of glass made up the opposite wall which showed him the view of countless tall metal buildings stretching as far as his eyes could see. They expanded all the way to the horizon and very nearly to the sky. The burning white/blue sun was just starting to show its self over the horizon making the whole city look as if it were on fire.
"Oh my god..." Were the only words that would come out.
Never, even in his wildest dreams, was he able to think of anything that even came close to the sight before him. So amazing was the sight that Sam began to feel a small wetness sliding down his face. On instinct he reached up and wiped his face. The light scraping of metal on metal met his ears and he looked down to see his black armor still covering his body. The metal on his right hand was stained in a glowing substance that began to tingle after a moment. Confusion and a small amount of fear gripped his spark and he desperately tried to both wipe his face of the glowing liquid and clean it from his hands.
A small chuckle filled the hall which very quickly had Sam stopping his actions so he could find the source. When he didn't see anyone his confusion grew.
"Is... is someone there?" He called out, his voice bouncing off the walls.
No answer came, at least not a spoken one. A very small buzzing sound filled the air and the next thing Sam knew he was watching a very small robotic looking dragonfly dart around in front of him. It had appeared out of nowhere and buzzed around as if craving the attention of the being in the hall. Sam watched it unsure of what exactly was going on.
"H-hello?" He said.
The dragonfly stopped in mid air at the word. It faced Sam and appeared to look him up and down for a moment before darting down the hall a short way. It stopped before zipping back until it was right in Sam's face. Sam jerked back a little in surprise and continued to stare at the odd robot. It flew off back down the hall but stopped again only to fly right back to Sam. The buzz that came from the bug bot began to sound angry which was quickly followed by the same chuckle as before.
"Follow him..." A voice said kindly.
Once more Sam looked around unsure if he was going crazy or not. Again he found that he was the only one in the hall, other than the angry dragonfly. Sam watched the small bot fly back down the hall only this time when it stopped it just hovered in the same spot. With a heavy sigh Sam slowly began to walk down the hall until he reached the buzzing bot. As soon as he stopped walking the dragonfly took off again moving even further down the hall. Once more Sam followed and soon he was running after the small robot as it lead him through a maze of hallways and rooms.
All over Diego Garcia the soldiers where all talking about one thing: Optimus. The news of the Prime's offlining had spread like a wild fire. Everyone seemed to have an opinion of what it could be;
The human soldiers, not knowing much about Cybertronian problems like that, all thought that it was either a malfunction or some side effect to him being brought back to life. The Autobot's had more complex ideas though. Some thought it was his age catching up with him, while others suggested that it was the stress and worry over the inevitable Decepticon attack. There was even a few, Skids, Mudflap and Sideswipe, who said that the Prime had secretly bonded and had just had the link broken. Needless to say no one believed that idea was possible.
Ratchet for his part did his best to disprove all the ridiculous theories and tried to introduce something a little more probable. The only problem was that he had no idea what had happened to Optimus. Like before, the Prime's spark had suddenly and without reason released a massive amount of power which had forced him into emergency stasis. One of the main things Ratchet was having trouble finding out was where the power had gone. He had scanned the entire area where Optimus had off lined, and wasn't able to find a single trace of the massive spark energy. It was as if it had disappeared or been absorbed by an outside force. Along with that Optimus' spark wasn't holding in any of its power. Ratchet knew for a fact that it was making the power it needed to recharge its self, but that power wouldn't stay inside the spark or the Prime's body.
The moment the energy was made, it would get sucked away once more. The only thing that was keeping Optimus' spark from shattering in its chamber was the stabilizing cone that Ratchet had placed over the spark chamber, but even that wouldn't last for long. The cone was only a temporary stabilizer, meant to keep the mech alive long enough for a medic to get them to a med bay and fix the problem. But without knowing the problem there wasn't anything Ratchet could do to fix it.
The off yellow medic looked at the row of stabilizing cones he had set up next to Optimus' body. He had five left, each one good for three Earth hours at the maximum. Once they were gone that was it, the majority of the cones had been used up in Egypt and he hadn't been able to make any more since then. There was a small beeping sound along with the crackling of electricity. Ratchet sighed and unhooked the cone from Optimus' chest. The dimly glowing spark pulsed a few times before it was covered by a new cone. Two beeps followed before silence returned to the lab.
Ratchet glared at the blackened cone in his hand before placing it next to the others just like it. Bringing up a clock in the side of his vision Ratchet set the countdown for three hours. As the seconds began to tick down Ratchet looked up at the roof with sad optics.
"Primus... please help Optimus."
Sam slid to a stop as the small flying bot forced its way through a crack in a very large set of double doors. Getting as close as he could Sam closed one eye and tried to look through the crack to see what was on the other side. He wasn't able to see much. All he could make out was a bright blue glow coming from a large section of the floor.
"What is that?" He asked himself.
Taking a few steps back Sam looked at the large door and was amazed to see just how big it was.
"This thing is big even for Optimus..." He said in wonder.
The door was made of such shining silver metal that he had to shade his eyes a little to keep them from being irritated. There were hundreds of carvings in the door along with pictures that where unimaginably detailed.
"That's Cybertronian..." Sam said running one of his clawed hands over one of the symbols in the door. "And that... is that a Prime?" He asked looking at a carved picture of a large bone like robotic figure.
The figure that looked like one of the seven Primes was bowing low in front of a large cube that couldn't be anything other than the AllSpark. His observation of the pictures was interrupted as the doors began to swing inward letting the brilliant blue light spill out into the hallway. Sam entered the room his curiosity winning over his fear. Once he was a decent way inside the room the doors closed with a bang. Sam looked around the vast room and was amazed at just how big it was. The closest thing he could compare it to was the Roman Coliseum.
The silence of the room was interrupted as the flying bug bot made its self known again. It buzzed right up to Sam's face making him stumble back a few steps. It shook a little and Sam half expected that it was laughing at him. Sam took a half heartened swing at it making it dart around in annoyance.
"Just show me where we are going." Sam said a little annoyed.
With no response the bug darted off and stopped right at the large indent in the floor that Sam had seen through the crack in the door. The glowing light was coming from it and Sam was eager to know what the source was. He walked quickly to the edge and saw with amazement that it wasn't only an indent in the floor. But a vast hole that reached for miles down. The light was coming from down the hole and seemed to be constantly shifting.
Sam watched the bug bot start to fly down the hole and Sam had to stop himself from throwing something at it.
"How the hell am I supposed to get down there?" He yelled.
The dragonfly bot was back up in his face in less than a second and it was buzzing with annoyance at him once more.
"Don't get mad at me!" Sam snapped. "Its not my fault I can't fly."
The bug bot paused for a moment before darting to get behind Sam.
"What are you doing?" Sam asked right before feeling a strong push from behind him. "Hey! Watch it!" He yelled as he almost fell down the hole.
He was surprised that such strength came from such a small thing.
"Come to me..." The voice from before said again.
"How?" Sam asked unsure if he would get an answer.
As he thought no answer came. Instead he got another hard shove from the bot behind him. Sam glared at the bug bot and then down the hole. He let out a hard sigh and shook his head.
"I must be out of my god damn mind." He said as he turned fully to face the hole.
Closing his eyes Sam couldn't believe what he was about to do. Slowly he raised his right foot and let it hang for a moment over the edge of the pit. Taking a deep breath he began to let the weight pull him forward. He could feel himself getting pulled over the edge and faster then he wanted he felt his other foot leave the ground as he fell head first down into the glowing pit, the glow pulsing quickly as if excited for his decent.
Silence filled the vast medical bay of the newly built Decepticon base. The lights in the room, along with the rest of the base, were set to low since the power was far from its maximum level. Every Constructicon had been threatened with termination if they didn't have it at max by the end of the day. Needless to say they were all working none stop to get the generators to full capacity. They were not the only ones being threatened though. Every other Decepticon had strict orders to make sure that every single aspect of the base was in the best condition that it could possibly be in. The only Decepticon who was exempt from this was Hook. But he had his own set of orders.
Megatron had told him, quite harshly, that he wasn't allowed to leave the med bay until The Fallen had regained his power and came back on line. Normally Hook wouldn't mind staying inside his med bay, but even he needed to get out once and a while. It had been a few days since The Fallen had been brought to the new base and he was only just reaching the half way mark in his recharge. Hook calculated that at the rate it was going, their master wouldn't be back on line until the end of the Earth week.
With a grunt Hook moved away from the very large berth that held the massive figure of the Fallen and began to organize and polish some of his tools. He was just able to finish cleaning the last of his tools when the doors to the med bay opened letting in the gunmetal gray form of Megatron. The leader had a scowl on his face plates that told everyone who saw him that he was in an even worse mood than normal.
"Lord Megatron." Hook greeted bowing his head.
"Report!" Megatron growled.
Hook moved back to the Fallen's side and handed Megatron a data pad.
"Our Master's body and spark are recharging well. At the rate it is now he should start to come back on line before the Earth's week is out." Hook told him.
Megatron read over the data pad for a moment before handing it back to the medic. "Very well"
There was a pause in which Hook couldn't help but notice Megatron's optics darting over to the far side of the room where a large curtain was hanging from the ceiling blocking the area behind it from view. Hook understood what the leader was looking at and what he wanted to know, even if he wouldn't ask out loud.
"He is still off line as well my lord." Hook said respectfully. "His spark is stable at the moment but its power is extremely low. I have done all I can to recharge him but the power drains as soon as it goes in."
A low growl came from Megatron, a warning that the medic better have some kind of good news.
"B-but even with the power draining out of him..." He stutters. "His spark never gets too close to the failing point. I don't think we need to worry about it shattering."
Megatron glared at Hook for a moment before grunting. "Leave... Go see to Starscream, make sure that you're calculations for his new arm and wing are correct. He is no good to me if he cannot fly or fight."
"At once Lord Megatron!" Hook said quickly and all but ran from the room.
Now alone in the med bay Megatron begins to take a few careful steps closer to the curtained area. His heavy servos made little sound on the ground, as if he was worried that the noise he made would interrupt the recharging form behind the curtain. After a moment Megatron pulled aside the cloth and looked down at the off lined mech on the berth. He was slightly amused to see such a small mech with such a large berth all to himself but it was the only thing they had to rest him on.
A rare feeling of sadness and longing filled Megatron's spark and his optics grew soft as he looked over the small mech. Carefully Megatron reached down with a single claw and gently stroked up and down the off lined figure. The metal that should have been hotter was hardly warm and Megatron found himself longing for that warmth that used to be there.
"Boy... come back to me." He whispered off lining his optics as he made a silent prayer to Primus.
The wind howled as Sam continued his free fall down the vast tunnel. He had no idea how long he had been falling down but it felt like an eternity. The further down he got the brighter the glow became and the faster it pulsed. To his amazement the buzzing dragonfly bot was keeping perfect pace with him. The descent down didn't even seem to faze it. Sam kept his optics focused on the tunnel ahead of him, watching as the source of the glow came closer and closer. His mind continued to race wondering just how he was going to survive the fall. He was hoping that there would be something at the bottom to break his fall, like a deep pool of water or some technological anti gravity thing. He knew the last one was a little crazy but if anyone could make something like that a Cybertronian could.
His optics went wide as he began to make out what was no doubt a sold metal floor. He began to panic and jerk around trying to somehow slow his decent but nothing worked. The only thing he managed to do was to flip himself right side up. Now when he landed his legs would no doubt shatter first. As the ground came closer and closer he shut off his optics and held his arms in front of his face praying for a quick end. An odd but gently tingling sensation rushed over his back up near his shoulders and he could also feel it on his legs.
Even with the sound of the rushing wind he could just make out the sound of metal lightly scraping against metal. There was a sudden sharp jerk and he could feel himself starting to slow down. As his speed decreased Sam slowly turned his optics back on line and looked down to see himself lowering slowly to the floor. His attention was dragged to two sets of bright jets coming from the bottoms of his feet. He tried to keep them as still as possible not wanting to accidentally turn the powerful jets off and make him crash the last few feet. Turning his head he saw two jet black wings that looked like they belonged to an F-22 fighter jet coming from the metal of his back. There were two sets of jets coming from each wing as well, helping in his slow flight down.
A loud whine filled the air and finally after what felt like ages Sam's feet touched the ground. All of the jets shut off instantly and Sam stumbled for a moment as he tried to gain his balance back. The wings stayed on his back making him a little unbalanced but not so much that he couldn't walk. Sam took a moment to admire the new feature of his body. He knew that had it not just saved his life he would be more freaked out about the fact that he could now apparently fly.
Putting it to the back of his mind for now Sam looked around the new area he was in. For the third time since he had woken up his jaw almost hit the floor. He was in a vast cavern that dwarfed anything that Sam had ever seen before. But that wasn't what had his attention. His focus was on the extremely large twisted metal fountain that took up a good half of the cavern. The metal it was made of shown with a light that was like nothing he had ever seen before, and it seemed to be coming from the metal itself. There were dancing sparks of light floating all around the cavern that seemed to be coming from the fountain itself.
The faint sound of electricity could be heard in the silence of the cavern and it sent shivers down Sam's spine. He could feel a strong force pulling at the spark in his chest and as he walked closer to the fountain the sparks that got close to him pulsed quickly and brightly. He stopped at the very edge of the fountain and peered into what lay at its base. A brilliant blue light shown from inside the fountain but it didn't hurt his eyes. As he looked past the glow he could see millions if not billions of dancing blue sparks all moving in almost a dance like fashion. Each one pulsed brightly and jumped and twisted past the others. Every now and then one would jump out from the rest and simply join the other sparks that where floating around the cavern.
The beauty of what he saw was almost too much for Sam to handle. He almost started to cry again but forced the tears back not wanting to make any kind of mess in what had to be the most beautiful holy place he had ever seen.
"Welcome... to the Well of Sparks." A deep and ancient voice said from behind him.
Sam slowly turned around, he didn't know why but there was no fear in him now. No doubt or anger, the only feeling inside him was peace, love and happiness. His gaze feel upon a mech who was slightly larger than himself, but the outline of his body constantly pulsed out as if he was in a body that was much too small for him. The metal that made up his body was made of pure white light but it was condensed into a solid form. His face held the look of one of the old Primes only much more ancient and holding wisdom that no living being could possible understand.
Sam didn't have to know who this mech was to know that he was something other worldly and deserved as much respect and honor as he could give. Not even thinking about what he was doing, Sam dropped to one knee and bowed his head keeping his optics on the ground. The familiar chuckle filled the room and a gently servo rested on his shoulder. The spark that burned in his chest seemed to burst with power at the touch and it seemed to want to pull out of his body to join the shining mech.
"There is no need for that Sam." He said.
As the servo on his shoulder lifted up Sam felt himself rise with it. Even if he wanted to he couldn't refuse the commands of this mech.
"Ask the question that burns in your mind." The shining bot said.
Sam's mouth parted slightly the words had to be forced out. "Who... who are you?"
A kind smile lifted the face plates of the mysterious mech and he held his head high full of pride that by all right was his.
"I... am Primus." He spoke.
All around the sparks pulsed largely and shown brighter than before as if acknowledging what he had just said. Sam's mind froze at the words. He could remember some of the Autobots talking about someone called Primus. When he had asked Optimus who it was the Prime had told him that Primus was the creator of the AllSpark and by extension the whole Cybertronian race. None of the Autobots said if he was right or wrong but Sam took it as if he was there God.
"P... Primus?" He stuttered. "The Primus?"
The shining mech nodded his head smiling. "The very same... The one that all my Cybertronian children pray to."
"So... are you... God?" Sam couldn't help but ask.
"Not the one you are thinking of." He answered amused. "I am not nor have I ever been the creator of Mankind. Only the world that you have seen here and the beings who lived here."
A million questions burst in Sam's mind and he had no idea which one to ask first. As he opened his mouth to ask one he was interrupted by Primus raising his shining servo.
"I know that you have many questions..." He began. "...but time is short and I have much to show you."
Sam paused for a moment but nodded his head, he couldn't argue.
"As we speak the spark of one of my children is fading fast... it won't be long before his spark returns here to the well to join with the others." Primus told him.
"Whose spark is it?" Sam asked afraid it was someone he knew.
"Optimus..." Primus told him. "The power from his spark is draining so that yours will not."
"What!" Sam barked as a wave of fear swept aside the peace that had been in him.
"The bond you share with him is pulling the power from his spark so that you may live. The longer you remain in this place the more power will be taken from him. The Primes of old are doing what they can to keep him alive so I may speak with you." Primus told him.
"Can't you do anything?" Sam asked. "Aren't you supposed to be able to do something?"
The glowing mech exhaled a regretful sigh. "At one time I could, my power knew no bounds and I could bend the world as I saw fit. However I gave up the largest portion of my power in order to win a great battle that threatened to end all life in the universe."
A small switch clicked in Sam's head and he knew what the deity was talking about.
"When you made the AllSpark." He said.
"Yes... I pooled and condensed my power into the cube in order to protect all of creation from the terror that was Unicron. With the power of the Cube I delivered the final blow of my battle to him and it tore open a rift that consumed Unicron banishing him to the Pit for all time. In the after math of the battle I realized that the universe was not able to handle a being such as me existing inside it. So I hid the Cube where it would be safe and where no one would be able to find it." Primus said.
"But then you created the Primes to protect the Cube?" Sam asked.
"Yes I did... the Primes where its guardians and slowly they began to draw on its power to create the sparks of life and began to build a great civilization." Primus paused for a moment and shook his head as if pulling himself from a memory. "I am sorry... I am getting lost in my memories... we have more important issues to discuss."
"Optimus..." Sam said remembering the trouble he was in.
"Among other issues." Primus said. "The bond you share with Optimus is what is called a brother bond, only it is much more powerful because it was forged with the Matrix. That is why when one of you is in dire need of power it will be taken from the other to aid. But the further away you are the greater the drain is and the greater the after effect is."
"So I need to get back to him!" Sam said.
"He will be spared if you return to your world. But before I can send you back you must know what is at stake." Primus said pointing to the well behind Sam.
"You are an anomaly Sam." Primus began. "You're destiny with my children was meant to end once you returned Optimus to life. But there are moments in time where pure fate intervenes where even ones such as myself cannot see it. When you died in the sands of your world some of the Matrix fragments you held entered you're body by means of the many injuries that you had. Once inside they bounded with you, when you used the Matrix to bring back Optimus' spark from here not only did a connection form between the two of you. But the power and knowledge of the AllSpark was burned into you're very being. The power and connection rewrote you're destiny along with all the others that touched yours."
Primus moved to stand beside Sam and together they looked into the well where all the pulsing sparks seemed to be swelling as close to their side as they could get.
"But even with the new destiny you have the end has yet to be decided." He continued. "You're actions while they are your own will inevitably lead to one of three outcomes. That outcome will affect all of humanity and the future of all Cybertronians."
Primus reached down and dipped the tip of one of his fingers into the pulsing sparks and instantly they began to swirl quickly. As the whirling sparks reached their peek they parted showing Sam a crystal clear image. He could see a vast city built of metal. All around were humans and Autobots walking the streets all looking happy and peaceful. The view shifted a little to show a large electronic bill board with giant letters that read; "In Prime and Protector we trust" And under the words was a clear picture of Optimus and an older version of himself only his eyes, while still red, where pale and looked empty.
"This world is at peace humans and Autobots live hand in hand. But even with that my children morn the genocide of the Decepticons. While there numbers do grow, it does not replace the lives that were lost in the escalated war."
The sparks swirled again and quickly parted showing a new image. Sam almost had to look away as he couldn't bare the sight. Destruction was everywhere. No plants grew on the Earth. The sky was black and spiked grey metal buildings rose high into the air with forks of lighting sparking off their tips. The bodies of the dead lay everywhere, human and Autobot alike. A vast tower in the center of a city stood above all the others. The image shifted showing the top of the tower where three figures stood. Two large and one small. Sam easily could tell the forms of The Fallen and Megatron, each with evil grins on their face plates as they looked over the city bellow them.
It took a moment for Sam to realize who the third mech was. But the black armor was all too familiar to him now. The face plates where raised in an evil grin that matched the other two. The optics burned like the fires of hell and the sharp teeth parted as an in human laugh escaped the mech's mouth.
"Is that me!" Sam asked shocked and afraid.
Primus nodded. "Yes... This world is ruled by the Decepticons. The war escalated to a climax that no mech on either side was able to fathom. The Autobots where outnumbered but still held their own. The deciding factor... is the mech you see before you."
Sam looked at his evil self and saw no trace of who he used to be. This was a killing machine with no love for anyone but himself.
"I would never..." Sam whispered.
"But you would..." Primus said. "The choice to fight for the Decepticons... for The Fallen is yours to make. This future can be very real if you let it happen."
"How can I stop this?" Sam asked.
Again the sparks swirled and parted showing the final images. A world full of humans, it was at the peak of scientific evolution and all seemed well. Sam could easily see mechs that wore Autobot symbols but also ones that had the Decepticon symbol walking around freely each without fear or hate for the ones around them. Again an electronic bill board came into the picture with words in bold.
"In The Triad We Trust."
Under the words was an image of Optimus on the right side, The Fallen on the left side and the older version of himself in the middle. The sparks swirled and covered the image before returning to their normal pace of pulsing and movement.
"The final destiny..." Primus said a note of longing in his voice. "You bring peace between Autobot, Decepticon and the humans and unite them under one single order."
"WHAT!" Sam yelled making the sparks shake a little. "How am 'I' supposed to do that!"
"Believe that you can." Primus said calmly. "If you do not... then you will have to decide between fighting with the Autobots or fighting for the Decepticons."
"But I will always fight for the Autobots." Sam said. "What would make me loyal to the Decepticons?"
Primus looked at him and gently pressed his finger to Sam's chest, right where his spark was. "You're spark... You already feel it... you can feel him... calling out to you even if he doesn't. You two are forging your own bond, and it has the power to change either one of you. The bond that has slowly begun to form between you and the Fallen has the power to sway one of you to change. It has already started in the Fallen, and it will start in you as well. The three destinies that you have seen all depend on your bond with him. If you fight the bond and close you're self from him, you're fate will lay with the Autobots. If you accept the bond and let it change you, you will become the fiend that you saw you're self as. But... if you accept the bond and help him change then peace will be you're reward."
Sam's head felt like it was going to explode. This was all too much for him. How could anyone expect to make a choice like that? Sam wanted to argue with the glowing mech but a gently touch to his forehead stopped the words in his throat.
"Our time is over..." Primus said sadly. "I am sorry Sam...but this choice is yours and yours alone."
Sam tried to fight it but he could feel something pulling backwards on his spark. It was pulling him away from the cavern and the shining mech in front of him. Darkness began to eat at his vision and soon he couldn't see anything. He was floating once more in the cold darkness.
Is everyone still alive? I didn't give anyone a heart attack did I? If I did I am very sorry.
...Well... I honestly can't think of anything to say after this chapter... I hope that this was worth the long wait.
Please, please, please! Let me know what you think of this chapter. I am so nervous and anxious to know what you all think about this. Which means that I need reviews people. I don't care if you think it was horrible, please just let me know what you thought. You can even PM me directly if you want. As long as you tell me what you thought of this chapter I will be happy.
Until my next update. ^_^