Hey guys! So I'm loving all the feedback I'm getting and the notifications that my story has been added to people's Story Alert list and what not. You guys are all awesome. I finished writing this today and I got MYSELF excited when I reread it. I can't wait to hear feedback on this one. Well, here it is, comin' at cha!

Starscream's engines continued to whine overhead as he circled the battling robots. His anticipation was building.

It was clear that Prime would not last much longer against his Decepticon brothers. He was weakening rapidly and continued to take on heavy damage. Starscream wanted to take part in the battle. He wanted to be a part of the final destruction of the Autobot leader. But his master had given him specific orders to stay a safe distance away from the fight. After all, he was carrying precious cargo.

On the ground, Optimus was desperately trying to fend off Demolisher and Barricade. But he was so low on energy that he could no longer dodge attacks. He received blow after blow from missiles, bullets, and metal fists and was somehow still on his peds fighting back.

The two Decepticons were fed up with Optimus's persistence. He needed to be brought down.

Demolisher charged Optimus firing missiles as he went. One missile struck Optimus's leg, forcing him to his knees. Another hit him on the shoulder, causing a piece of his armor to be blown clean off. And the final missile hit Optimus squarely in the chest, just above his spark chamber.

Demolisher finished his charge with a powerful kick to Optimus's face, sending him crashing over a steep cliff.

Optimus was too weak to even attempt to break his fall. All he could do was wait for the impact.

He hit the bottom of the cliff with a loud metallic crash and rolled a few times before finally coming to a stop in a shallow, rocky, river.

Pain was all Optimus knew. Pain and darkness. He tried to get up but couldn't. He had no strength left and nothing with which to fight. His body shook as his spark began to flicker weakly.

Barricade and Demolisher jumped from the top of the cliff and landed at the base on their pedes, shaking the ground with their impact. Both had demonic grins on their faces as they surveyed Optimus lying in the river.

"Good work my minions," said a familiar menacing voice in the darkness. Optimus knew that voice all too well. He didn't even need to online his optics to know that his brother had appeared from the trees and was approaching him.

Megatron's bright red optics pierced the night as he looked down at his brother lying broken on the ground.

"You thought I would let you get away with it didn't you Prime?" growled Megatron. Optimus looked weakly at his brother. Angry red met dull blue.

Optimus knew what Megatron meant. He had killed Megatron's lord and master and now Megatron was looking to return the favor.

"LIFT THAT WRETCHED PRIME TO HIS FEET!" shouted Megatron. Barricade and Demolisher rushed forward, grabbed Optimus roughly by the servos, and forced him to stand.

Optimus wanted to fight back. He tried to move, to get the two Decepticons to release him. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't muster the strength to do more than raise his head to look at Megatron.

"STARSCREAM!" Megatron bellowed at the fighter jet circling above. Starscream made a hard bank right and descended upon them. He transformed in midair and landed heavily, splashing mud everywhere.

"Yes my lord?" Starscream asked with a bow.

"The time has come to avenge my master," Megatron replied.

Starscream grinned as he reached back behind him to grab something that was attached to his back.

Optimus's optics widened in horror as Starscream pulled a broken staff from his back and handed it to Megatron with another reverent bow. It was the same staff that had belonged to the Fallen. Optimus had used it to rip the face plates off of the traitor a year before.

Megatron's sharp metal claws tightened around the broken staff. He stood there looking at Optimus in complete silence. H e seemed to be contemplating what to do next.

Then, without warning, Megatron drove the end of the staff into his brother where Shockwave's missile had struck him. The staff drove itself through Optimus's frame.

Optimus cried out in pain. Energon began to pour out of the wound as Megatron twisted the staff sending sparks flying from Optimus's body. Megatron ripped the staff out and watched with triumph as Barricade and Demolisher released Optimus and allowed him to fall to the ground again.

Optimus was blinded by the pain. He fought stasis lock. If he was going to die…again, he was going to die looking into his killer's optics.

Megatron stood on the spot and watched his brother suffer. Pools of Optimus's precious life blood mixed with the rain and the mud. He was enjoying the sight and he wanted to savor it. He knew that nobody was going to stop him from killing Optimus. And this time it would be for good.

The legacy of the Primes would die tonight. He would make sure of it.

Jazira stood in the doorway as the rain continued to pour down. She was becoming more and more worried. Optimus was almost a full half hour late and she knew that if anyone would be the type to be late, Optimus wouldn't be one of them.

She turned and started to walk towards the television to call Lennox.

She had only made it a few steps when a horrible, gut-wrenching scream echoed from the woods.

She turned on the spot and ran out into the rain. She listened for any sounds that might confirm her fears. She knew that scream he to have been Optimus. He was in trouble. Megatron must have gotten to him.

"Not on my watch you son of a bitch." She growled.

She closed her eyes and clenched her fists. She unleashed the power that she held deep within her. She felt her body begin to change. When she opened her eyes again, her pupils had turned to slits.

Cue the dramatic music! Ok so that was chapter 4. Join me next time when I reveal Jazira's true powers. It's sure to be epic. =D