Author's note: Well, I put up a poll and people voted, here's you're final chapter, hope y'all enjoy and I promise this is the last chapter.
Warnings: Movieverse, MegatronXOptimus, and Megs learns the truth.
Disclaimer: Well, I am the head of Hasbro.
Megatron: No, she's not; she hasn't even had her first kiss yet.
Me: Hey, that's private! I'm waiting for someone special and I am SO the head of Hasbro!
Bumblebee: Mommy, its radioactive ToT!
Me: I AM!
Optimus: She's deluded --;
Final Chapter
Beginning
He didn't remember at first what had happened.
The force of the Allspark fusing into his own forced him into a painful overload unlike any of the pleasurable ones he'd known in his sex life, he cried out in agony but his voice capacitator was already starting to shut down and it came out in strangled gasps. He felt himself collapse when couldn't keep his own body in balance.
Then it was over.
He felt like he'd awoken from a dream. No, not a dream, a nightmare… He stared up at what ever was above him, not really processing what it was. He heard a voice. He knew that voice. He couldn't exactly place what the words were; his mind was still in too much shock to make sense of what was being said, but the tone was sad. Then his vision began to focus and he saw his lover standing over him, but there was something different about him.
"Optimus?" he asked, his voice sounded strange, like it wasn't his own "What's happening? Why are you sad?"
Optimus didn't answer; he didn't even seem to here him. The other transformer left his side and turned to something else. Megatron got up and walked over to his mate's side. "Sam I owe you my life…" Optimus said to a strange, small…thing. What was that creature? Somehow it looked…familiar…
Images flashed into Megatron's mind. He saw himself on a building chasing after that creature, the human. The boy was holding the Allspark. Megatron watched himself use his flail to knock the human over the edge of the building. The image vanished.
Did I do that? He wondered.
Optimus was speaking again, but Megatron didn't pay any attention to what he was saying. He was trying to figure out what was going on. Then Optimus turned and walked towards him.
"Optimus." He said "What's happening?" He opened his arms to embrace the younger mech, but then something strange happened.
Optimus passed right through him. Not only that, but he saw something too.
"Sam put the cube into my chest now!" Optimus was saying. The boy 'Sam however rushed at an oncoming mech. Megatron realized with horror that the attacking transformer was himself. Sam pushed the Allspark into Megatron's chest. "Sam! No Sam!" He heard the sparkbreak in his lover's voice.
Again he was looking at reality and he turned around to see where Optimus was headed. He was leaning down towards something; Megatron walked over and saw that it was his body. Optimus reached down and pulled something out of his chassis, a piece of the Allspark. He held it close to his body sadly.
'Megatron, if only it hadn't had to be this way…' Optimus said though their shared link.
'It didn't have to be, I could have done something.' Megatron told him. Optimus didn't respond, and Megatron knew that it was because Optimus could not hear him.
So I am dead then.
Another mech that Megatron did not recognize came over to Optimus and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. The yellow robot seemed ready to say something but changed his mind at the last second. Megatron blinked a couple times, there was something familiar about him, but not in the same way it had been with the human.
"Optimus," Megatron said, "I know you can't hear me, but I love you and whatever's happened, I'm sure was my fault, and I'm sorry." Megatron put his arms around Optimus from behind and they passed though Optimus' spark he felt everything in it, felt the love, the mourning; he saw what he'd done, what Optimus had tried to do, and what had happened. It made his spark ache. Then he saw something else.
The yellow mech. He saw Optimus holding him as a sparkling, holding him close. He was whispering something. Megatron couldn't hear him very well but he knew that Optimus was saying something important so he strained to listen closer.
"…Maybe, my little Bumblebee, maybe, one day Megatron will snap out of it, and we can be a family." He stopped and looked sad, "I may never get to hold you like this again, but I promise, one day I'll tell you the truth, that Megatron and I are you parents."
The little yellow sparkling gave a chirp, Megatron chuckled softly and reached to pat his son's head, but he found air. He was back in the present again he saw the sparkling from Optimus' memory, grown into a fine young mech. Bumblebee was holding on to Optimus' arm; his mother's arm.
Megatron knew why Optimus had not told him of their child, his own father had been mad with stress from his work when he was sparked, and he knew first hand how a mech could be driven to kill his own family. Luckily for him, his father had managed not to kill him or his mother, but only ended up taking his own life. I wouldn't want that to happen to us. Megatron thought. I didn't want this to happen.
Megatron embraced them both, his mate and his son, Visions of what he'd once done to his own son while not knowing of their connection flashed before his optics. And then hediscovered that Bumblebee knew. He knew that he and Optimus were his parents. Megatron cursed himself for his insanity and not piecing together the facts before it was too late, before he'd hurt his lover and son.
He let them go, but still the visualizations continued, he saw memory after memory, event after event until he was no longer sure what he was seeing. Then it became clear that he was no longer looking at the past, nor seeing the present, but getting a glimpse of the future.
He had returned, and looking at his future self Megatron knew that when this occurred he would no longer remember the truths that he was learning. Megatron saw the piece of the Allspark that had been taken from his body regenerated. He saw his own viciousness and cruelty to the mech he'd once loved with a fiery passion. The ferociousness and brutality he inflicted on the son he'd never known. Then, in a way that was not shown to him, the Allspark was destroyed, and he was at last free of its spell. He saw the madness leave his optics once and for all. The Megatron and Optimus of the future embraced, and he saw Bumblebee speaking to them, probable telling him that he knew.
The images began to fade away and reality appeared around him burning up the visions like a fire on paper. But Megatron saw one last thing before the future was lost to him completely.
Another sparkling.
Something wet flowed down his metallic cheeks. He put a hand to them to wipe it away. He looked at it, Energon. Energon was leaking from his optics. Megatron didn't know what tears were, Cybertronians could not cry, and did not know what to make of this strange phenomenon.
Suddenly there was a voice. Megatron... Megatron… Time to go.
He'd never heard that voice before, but he knew who it was, "Primus?" he asked.
There was no response, but a light opened up in front of him. Megatron covered his optics"It's so bright…" He breathed.
Go into it. The voice of Primus said. Megatron took a step forward, then another towards the light, but stopped before he reached it and turned back to the two mechs behind him.
"Will I really come back?" He asked, turning back to the light "Will I really forget all this?"
There was silence before the god answered. You have a part still to play, yes, and it will be necessary that you do not know of any of this.
"Then why show me?" Megatron inquired angrily.
Would you be able to go on in peace if you didn't?
Megatron didn't like the God's answer, but out of respect he nodded. He turned and looked at his family one last time. "Optimus," he called, "I'll come back, and I promise that one day, we will get this right." He walked into the light and was embraced by the warmth of acceptance, and the beauty of the world beyond.
Back on Earth Optimus and Bumblebee stopped. They shivered a bit. For a moment they'd thought they'd heard Megatron's voice, clear as their own, calling to them.
"This is not the end, but still a beginning…"
Author's end note: There, that's the end of Secrets, for real this time. Real quick I need to say something. I'm not naming any names, you all know who you are, but there are people who have faved this story (Among many of my other TF Slash fics), and even put me on their Favorite Author/Author Alert lists but have never reviewed. I know that maybe I shouldn't be complaining, but it just bothers me for some reason. MegatronXOptimus has Reviewed/faved/Author, just about all my TF Fics and I feel like I know this reader better than I know most my others, I've even written a fic for this fan, people who have not reviewed, but done all the other things I feel are complete strangers, and all MegatronXOptimus does for reviews is 'Great Job' I can live with that. Please, please, please, please, PLEASE, start reviewing people-you-know-who-you-are; I want to know what you like about my fics, so that I know what works for fan-readers in this fandom! Thank you for reading my fic as it comes to a close, and thanks for reading the rant, I hope to see you next time!
V.E: I might have missed a couple of mistakes in this chapter because it's Saturday (the day that I'm usually dead), so if there are any horrendous spelling or grammar errors in this chapter, it's not Zaerith's fault okay? Also, I encourage the reviews too; it makes us happy to make you guys happy so let us know what you like. Deal? XP