"This isn't right, brother."
The man who was no longer a man merely smiled. "Of course it isn't, Alpha, but this is how the Senate works. They don't like someone asking too many questions so its just best to get rid of them."
The Archivist and Historian frowned though, shaking his head and causing his white droopy mustache to swing back and forth. "This is a disgrace! They should be helping you, not doing… I… I won't stand for it. They can take me too, damn them to the Pit!"
"You have to," he said gently. "If you are offlined then the House of Trion is dead." He paused, reaching up with his manacled hands to take Alpha's in his own. "I always wondered what it would be like to have an older brother. Thank you."
Alpha frowned at that, still wishing he knew what had happened to his younger brother to make him so confused, to cause him to say such strange things, but before he could say a word the Senate Guards shoved his brother forward, through the door that led into the full Senate and Alpha was forced to join with the audience.
"This isn't right," Senator Ratchet complained, folding his arms over his chest. "Just makes me want to retire all the quicker."
"Its going to tear the planet apart. Even with tension in Kaon calming down as of late this show of force…"
The Senate Sergeant At Arms called out suddenly, cutting him off. "Hear ye, hear ye! The Senate is in sessions. Sentinel Prime presiding. First order of business: the trial of Omega Trion, The so-called 'King of Beasts' for treason, subversion, illegal alt mode, and conspiracy!"
"Oh, is that what being something other than a good little soldier is called?" Omega Trion asked with a smirk. He was stockier than Alpha, with a golden circle beard around his mouth and golden-maned leo heads upon his shoulders. He shared similar coloring to his brother Alpha Trion but his build was thicker, built for battling up close. He lacked the cloak that Alpha had though that was to be expected, what with Alpha being the Archivist of Cybertron while Omega was simply another Cybertronian… one who is recent cylces had seemingly gone mad.
"Enough,"Sentinel Prime, the orange leader of Cybertron, said coldly. "Or we will have your voice box!"
"How keeping with Primus' ways, to torture those you don't like!" Omega taunted right back. "What next, remove my head and hands so everyone can see how 'bad' I am?" He scoffed. "The corruption of the Senate must run deep if they think YOU are the beacon of justice! No wonder Tyrest refused to hear this case!"
"I said that was enough!" Sentinel bellowed, standing up. "Omega Trion, you are-"
"Can I just cut you off right there?" Omega said, talking right over Sentinel. "See, none of this really matters. This entire… show trial. You already decided the verdict. I talked to the wrong people, showed concern for the wrong bots, and now I'm to be an example. We all know it!" He spun in a circle, holding out his wrists, daring someone to contradict him.
Though he had his faceplate up Alpha could tell Sentinel was smirking. "Well… if you wish to move onto the punishments…"
"Gladly," Omega said… and one of the guards reached out and removed his cuffs.
Alpha would have gasped at that if he hadn't been silenced by two thirds of the Senate guard suddenly turning on the rest of their squad, taking them down before moving to open doors, allowing a stream of rather infamous faces to swarm into the room despite the cries of panic from the Senators.
From up high the brilliant young scientist Starscream, along with his brothers, flew in, shattering the great dome of the Senate, and began firing stun blasts at the more war-mongering Senators.
Legendary lawman Ultra Magnus burst through a wall, aiming his gun at a Senator who had just begun to rise up, allowing Senator Ratbat to strike the bot down.
The 'Ghost of the Wastes', whom Alpha had learned only recently was an escaped mental patient named Soundwave, marched in with a small army of animal alt form Cybertronians, sharing a nod with Ironhide who handed him a gun. Several of the Beastbots whent to Alpha's brother, Omega reaching down and petting a leo and pachyderm moded duo.
Optimus and Elita, the two low class bots who Alpha and Ratchet had saved and upgraded after an explosion at the docks, raced in, Elita throwing Omega a large energon blade.
And Megatron of Tarn himself followed right behind them, a smile playing on his face as he aimed his fusion canon right at Sentinel.
"What… what is the meaning of this?" Sentinel asked even as Omega leapt into the air, swinging his sword at the Prime, the leo beast turning into a shield for him to wield. Sentinel quickly brought up an energon shield of his own but Alpha could tell that it had been hastily activated and not fully charged up while his brother's sword was at full power. The energon began to crack under the first strike alone.
"The meaning is that the many are tired for a loud few ruling over them. Declaring that because of your build you are a lesser." Omega leaned in close, his voice mocking. "You shame Primus."
"Primus can go to the Pit for all I care, so long as I take your head!" Sentinel asked… only to freeze as his body began to tremble. "What?"
Alpha took a step forward. "It can't be…"
The fighting stopped as all stared at the Prime as he suddenly leapt back from Omega, dropping his shield and pressing his hands to his chest. "No… no…"
"Someone isn't worthy anymore," Omega taunted as Sentinel's chest suddenly exploded, the Matrix of Leadership rocketing out. Omega turned towards Optimus…
…and was just as shocked as Alpha when the Matrix slammed into his own hands.
"Omega Trion," the Matrix whispered in a thousand voices for all to hear, "you are a light in the darkness. You are the shadows against the burning suns. Arise… Chaos Prime."
There was a blast of light and when it faded Omega was nearly twice his original height, with a grand helm crest, horns on his leo-headed shoulder armor, and the Matrix embedded in his chest.
"…oh fuck," the new Prime whispered as all in the Senate knelt before him.
INTRODUCING CHAOS PRIME
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