Chapter 6

Eve of uprising

Duel orbs hang in the sky, their metallic skin glittering in the nights sky with spires growing out of them making them look like spiked baubles protecting the heavens. Craters running across their surfaces opening up the yellow glowing secretes to the universe.

being watching but the two dots in the sky is a silver glow of a skyline stretching as far as the eye can see of artificial structures all glowing as if just constructed of towering buildings being of various shapes and sizes such as domes, needles, squares and many more. All are being connected by various platforms and ramps making a complex transit system.

Looking down between the buildings to a heavy populous of mechanical life busying about their day like an organised convoy, some levels went much further down openings up the planet seeing below the surface showing the planet to be much older and complex then the flawless surface suggested.

Up high above all the automated commotion in one of the of the taller buildings surveying the land stands Kup nit a much younger version free of mechanical ware on his face and minus the weary look that people had come to know with his age.

"Cybertron's moons still make me feel small after all this time, like there is something important that we are designed for." He said to himself as he stared across the city, guarding it with his old-style laser musket.

"Your audio program failing you on you old-timer? A 'bot rose up on an energy platform from the life entrance, he is a large mech mostly coloured in red of an average design but his chest slopes down and out as it does with the majority of the upper part being glass for an integral part of his alt mode. His helmet ended in the entre of his head in a short Mohawk design which made hi resemble a Roman gladiator.

"Old-timer? You're only a few deca-cycles behind me Ironhide." Kup laughed.

"If tonight goes well I should make it a few more cycles, everything's clear in south sector of Polyhex. " Ironhide reported

"Good. I don't want anything going wrong at this millennium celebration of the Cybertronian Matrix. There's been a few disturbances recently, apparently some mechs aren't happy with our little utopia here." Kup grumbled as he lent over the barrier which both hands on it as looked over the city.

At that moment another energy lift has been activated and arrived on the same level. Another mech disembarked from it, this one even dwarfed Ironhide. The lower half of his armour, his boots and his back are a dark blue where the upper parts of his limbs which would be hidden during his transformation and his bulky torso are coloured red. Each limb has massive hub caps on it representing the wheels that would be used in his alt mode. He saluted and said,

"Commander Kup, sir."

"Hydraulic is your name isn't it, son? Kup asked without turning.

"Aye, sir." Hydraulic replied still saluting to his superior office.

"No need to salute son, I'm a regular mech just like you."

"Yes sir. Permission to report, sir?" Hydraulic stiffly said as he lowered his hand.

"Go ahead." Kup sighed at Hydraulic's formality.

"North zone is clean, Sentinel Prime had requested for you, Ironhide and I to escort him on stage at the ceremony tonight."

"Prime must have a lot of faith in you to allow a newbie like you to be up there with us." Kup commented.

"Said he saw potential in me, sir." Hydraulic's demeanour shifted as he smiled showing some personality. "Even gave me my own squad." He beamed and Kup smiled and turned around,

"That's great son, maybe I will be calling you sir soon." Kup joked.

"We best make our move there now." A silent Ironhide added as he walked to the energy lift he arrived on. The others made their way to their own platforms and descended to ground level.

Hundreds of Cybertronians have turned for the celebration inside the coliseum. A sea of vibrant colours as mechs of different size and shapes congregated making a mechanical bee-like hum as they all chatter in excitement.

On the huge stage that's elevated above the crowd are the three security enforcers towards the back. Kup to the far left, Ironhide to the far right and taking centre stage is Hydraulic.

They watched over the crowed like mechanised hawkbots with optics on full zoom searching for any maverick programs in the system while waiting for Sentinel Prime to make his appearance.

The chattering in the crowd slowly dies out as all the mechs turn their attentions towards the heavens.

A glowing energy disk hung on the sky slowly descending itself down on the centre stage with one mech talking residence on it. He is a large bulky mech mostly coloured in red, as he descended on the disk and stepped off of it onto the stage the crowd cheered and clapped at the inspirational figure as they cheered for Sentinel Prime. Slowly dying down the crowed came over in a wave of silence as the mech raised his arms to begin the speech which boomed across the vast sea of ant-like mechs far below him ,

"One thousand years have past since the last Ceremony of the Cybertronian Matrix and they have been a prosperous one." He let the crowd cheer again before he continued. "Eons ago the first ceremony celebrated by our cybernetic progenitors was to commemorate our freedom and usher in a new era of tranquillity reminding is of the ancient secrets held within our race. Our species has progressed from the first days with new technologies and alliances have that have been forged. The latest advancement has created a new breed of Cybertronians that will become elite protectors of cybernetic civilisation."

With that he held up his hands in the air again allowing the crowd to roar again which they did until they saw a trio of objects gilding though through the sky from behind the coliseum.

As they drew closer their shapes could be made out more of a bulky mech and two aerial vehicles escorting him on his left and right flanks. The left side is a Cybertronian fighter jet, its tailfin and wings matched its silver body with the noisecone being a dark blue with the glass of the cockpit coloured red. The other vehicles is a Cybertronian lancer bomber, its main body and tri-tailfin are a dark red and its wings a light brown.

The gray mech reached the stage and straightened his body vertically while turning to face the audience, he then lowered to the stage. The two aerial vehicles following him stopped further along, hanging in the air for a moment they transformed, turned and slowly descended to the stage below.

Staring down onto the audience with a stern iron look, his optics glowing red burning into them. His monolithic monotone form towered above the Cybertronians as if they were insects, the entire body is one shade of light grey except his waist protector which is a dark grey along with his hands. All this accentuated his furious red optics and the small arsenal he has of his giant dark black Photon arm canon attached to his right arm that is as long as his torso and secondary launcher that is attached to the right side of his back. This all gave him the aura of being made for nothing but destruction.

The crowd remained silent until Sentinel Prime stepped forward and said,

"Allow me to introduce the head of the Elite guard and two of his best seekers. To his right is Needlenose and to the left is Windsweeper, they bare the purple symbol of the New Elite Guard, swore to protect us. Now put your hands together for the courageous Megatron!"

Sentinel Prime stepped back and allowed Megatron to address the crowd who had gone ballistic with celebration,

"Fellow citizens of Cybertron, as your new ruler, I Megatron will free you from the burdens of choice and free will."

"Megatron! What is this?" a shocked Sentinel Prime questioned as he began to move forward.

"Think of it as Cybertron under new management." Megatron sneered as he drew his arm cannon and fired a photon burst that ripped right though Sentinel Prime's chest plating exposing loose wires that spewed Energon though the fist size wound. His mouth filled with flames as his systems went into meltdown and the smoke bellowed out. The light faded from Sentinel Prime optics before he even hit the ground.

"Noo!" Hydraulic yelled and lunged towards Megatron, feeling a failure as a body guard to his Prime.

Megatron didn't even have to raise his cannon again as he reaimed it at Hydraulic and let another volley out ripping though him aswell, leaving a crater in his chest.

"Such heroic nonsense." Megatron mocked Hydraulic's smocking shell as the massive 'bot laid there toppled. Looking at his two guards as they quickly dispatched of Kup and Ironhide he turned back around to the stunned crowd and continued,

"Now welcome in a new of peace though tyranny." Megatron celebrated his victory with fireworks from his arm cannon which ripped though the centre of the first few rows of the crowd, obliterating their unarmoured bodies leaving only a few fragments of their casings behind.

The unarmed crowd began to retreat in fear as the mass sea of colours evacuated away from the area, clambering over each other in the chaos as Megatron's seekers transformed into their flight modes and make runs at the audience, firing off rounds of laser blasts at them is like hitting cyberducks in a barrel.

After a large portion of the crowd has been annihilated, Megatron touched a button on his large chest casing which made a light glow up on it as he said,

"Starscream, phase one has begun. Commence your attack."

A voice emanated from his chest which spoke with a high pitch insane tone,

"I thought you would never give the order Lord Megatron. Deceptions, attack!"

Megatron touched his chest again to end the communion and smiled to himself,

"Oh what glory lays before Cybertron."

With that he took to the skys for his next location and his seekers follow him.

A short time later, Kup's self-diagnostic comes online and revives him and as he slowly rises to his feet he takes in the destruction around him. His whole body sinks,

"No, not again." The flinty old warrior sighed to himself.

He then checked over his fallen comrades. Ironhide first, a quick infusion of Energon to his hidden chest port from Kup's injection needle located in his finger tip is enough to revive Ironhide.

"Wha' happened?" Ironhide said slowly as he rubbed his head and Kup helped him to his feet.

"I think the Golden age is over" Kup warned him.

"Is the kid offline?" a worried Ironhide questioned.

"Na, I've seen ruptured spark chambers before. He'll be fine if we get him back to Ratchet soon enough. Prime's a gonner though.

"Is it over?" Ironhide asked.

Kup looked up into the nights sky with all the promise of universe and slowly replied,

"Its never over."