Title: Second Chance

Fandom: Transformers: Prime x Bayverse

Genre: Action

Rating: Teen and up audiences

Tags: Death spoilers for all Bayverse movies, I needed a bit of drama, poor Optimus, he needs some love, and cuddles

Summary: "Second chances are not given to make things right, but are given to prove that we could be better even after we fall." ~Unknown. While fighting the Creators, Optimus is sent to another dimension. To a place that could be his second chance. In the end, which dimension will he choose? A dimension that is falling apart, or one where the war is won, and they get Cybertron back?

The actual plan for this was to kind of give the movie Optimus a... Second chance, or a different perspective. I'm planning on making a part where both Optimus' talk to each other, but I'm unsure when I will get to it. I might even make another part after that where he speaks with Ratchet (the TFP verse one).

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Crying out, Optimus barrelled into a rocky wall from the explosion, arms in front of him for protection. Collapsing onto his side, he groaned as his optics onlined.

And as soon as he saw two figures that looked similar to himself and Ratchet, Optimus scrambled onto his pede's, back against the wall and sword pointed at the two mechs. He noticed six more behind them. They all had autobot insignias.

"Where am I?" He demanded, holding his sword in both servos as he moved a pede forward, ready to charge if needed.

"Dude, why do you sound like Optimus?" A human girl asked from where she stood on a railing, sounding excited.

"Because," Optimus snarled, "I am Optimus Prime. Now, where. Am. I?"

"At the autobot base," the Optimus-look-alike said, his voice the same as his own. "My name is also Optimus Prime. I believe you may have travelled dimensions."

Flamed Optimus' engine revved in annoyance, putting his sword onto his back and leaning against the wall, arms and legs crossed. "Most likely. And the others names?"

"Ratchet, Ultra Magnus, Arcee, Bumblebee, Wheeljack, Bulkhead, and Smokescreen." Optimus – which Flamed Optimus decided to mentally call Orion Prime – pointed to each one as he said their names. "These are our human charges, Miko, Jack and Raf. How did you arrive here?"

Optimus' optics narrowed, a disgusted sneer gracing his lips. "Why I would love to tell you, I will not say anything with their kind in my presence."

"Our kind?" Miko demanded, hands clutching the railing as she glared at the flamed Prime. "What did our kind ever do to you?"

Optimus whirled around, glaring at the humans who took a few steps back in shock as Optimus snarled, "Your kind killed my autobots! My family! Turned them into human made Cybertronians!"

He took a step towards them, engine revving. "Your kind KILLED RATCHET!"

Everyone was shocked into silence, the orange and white Ratchet choking.

Optimus optics shuttered, servos curling into fists as he looked away, voice quieter as he spoke. "Your kind betrayed us, siding with Lockdown." He looked at the humans. "Be relieved that I have already gotten my revenge on Lockdown and the human responsible."

"Why did you do to the human?" Jack asked, voice small.

A dangerous glint filled Optimus' optics. "I shot him dead."

"You what?" Bumblebee yelled, optics wide. "But – but – You… You would never do that!"

"For what they did to my autobots. To Ratchet…" Optimus glared at the autobots. "I would kill as many humans as it takes to kill the one responsible for their deaths."

"Do I want to even know what you did to Lockdown?" Bulkhead asked, looking uncomfortable.

"I want to know," Wheeljack pipped up, earing stares. ""What?"

Optimus smirked. "I drove my sword right into his spark chamber, lifting my sword up and tearing his upper body and head in half."

Silence again.

"That's harsh," Smokescreen commented.

"Harsh would be me holding Lockdown down and slowly piercing my sword into his spark chamber, revelling in his screams of agony," Optimus deadpanned.

"Why are you so much like Megatron?" Arcee asked, and seemed to regret it the instant she asked.

"Maybe because of what human kind has done," Optimus snarled, voice raising. "And it isn't just them! Humans tortured Bumblebee, Jazz was torn apart by Megatron, Arcee, Elita-One, and Chromia were shot down, as well as Que. Sentinel Prime betrayed us and killed Ironhide, and I eventually killed him with Megatron's shotgun. Then the humans killed the rest of our autobots. Bumblebee, Hound, Crosshairs, Drift and I are the only autobots left."

"Why did the humans betray you?" Orion Prime asked, frowning.

"Because we didn't share our technology," Optimus replied bitterly. "As I told Galloway, it would only result in more harm than good."

"True fact there," Smokescreen agreed. "How did you end up here, though?"

"I was fighting the Creators when they threw a grenade at me. The grenade hit the ground bridge next to me, and the next thing I know I am here." Optimus frowned. "I need to get back to my dimension before the Creators unleash the Seeds upon Earth."

"Seeds?" Wheeljack asked.

"Let us all sit down," Optimus decided. "I believe this should be told from the beginning."