Chapter 12

Several Days Later – Unified Year – Dec. 10 1926 – Somewhere near Bolgor Plains

Birds sang beautifully across the empty, snow-covered field of the Bolgor Plains. The place was silent; the ambient sound was deafened by the snow. Trees lay bare and lifeless; their trunks groaned softly as a strong cold gust of wind blew passed and carried along with it the sound of loud machinery.

"Remember, after we cross this field, it will be Moskva and, after that, the Empire's eastern border!" a Russy man yelled savagely on the open hatch of his tank as he led a group of the large vehicles across the field. Behind them was a long line of Russy soldiers, all showing fatigue and deadened looks. The battalion was exhausted from a long march towards the Empire's eastern border; however, they weren't stopping. They didn't want to stop because, other than overbearing weariness, their eyes were angry and filled with vengeance.

Russy had been defeated several days ago. The government had finally issued a surrender. But their war spirits hadn't died down; they wanted revenge against the humiliating defeat that their proud nation had suffered.

"Brigadier General Ahmkarov! Our air force had detected a single air mage battalion: are we going to proceed sir?"

Gen. Ahmkarov glowered vengefully at his tank communication officer below him.

"Yes, for Russy!"

"But sir, it could be the iron gods!"

"Doesn't matter. We won't end up like those cowards who replaced our beloved party leaders!" Ahmkarov roared with a furious voice and threw his right arm into the air, commanding the whole line of tanks to move faster across the empty field. Trailing behind him, the remaining nine divisions of the Russy army trudged with speed while howling their battle cry.

The air, however, exploded in front of them suddenly, making the brigadier gen. signal his troops to stop. Clouds of snow bathed their view after an object landed and blocked their path. "Sir, it's moving!" the same soldier reported through his binoculars to the general, who merely frowned in anger.

I know who it is! The general eyed the object as it moved and towered above them.

"To the remaining nine divisions of the Russy army, I am Optimus Prime, peace envoy of the Empire. You're violating the Peace and Armistice Agreement that your government proposed to us. Proceed no further and go back to St. Northusburg; do not rebel against your new party leader."

"Shut up!" General Ahmkarov barked and pointed his handgun at the autobot leader. "We will proceed and we don't care if we all die! Our country will never bend to the likes of you and the Empire!"

The general waved his right hand; all of the tanks pointed their cannons at the autobot and he let out the terrible command: "Open fire!'

The cannons thundered and hurled towards Optimus. Volleys hit his forcefield, lighting him up in blue as clouds of snow surrounded him and bullets bombarded him. The tanks continued their barrage until the tenth round. The general grinned evilly and watched as the snow settled in. "Our tanks are equipped with special armor explosive piercing rounds, not even the Empire's strongest mage can survive a single-"

The general stopped as he gasped in terror after his grey eyes saw the Empire's automata still looming figure. "Wha-how-!?" he choked, fearfully, his attack had failed.

Optimus Prime cast his peaceful blue optics at them. "Please…do not fire your weapons anymore. The Empire's peace proposal will be beneficial to Russy and her people."

The general scowled and heaved his breath furiously. How did he survive the attack? We have the best bullets in the world-!? "Ready your cannons, kill that automata! To all infantry units, charge and attack!" Ahmkarov screamed in rage. The soldiers behind him all sprinted and howled madly. Their rifles were pointed on target and loaded. The tanks also moved; their cannons were ready to fire and end the Empire's automata.

There was no hope for a peaceful negotiation and it made the autobot leader cast a glooming frown downward. "They're not listening."

"International Wartime Law No. 34, subclause 3c. If negotiation with the rebellious insurgents fails during the Peace and Armistice period, the elimination of the insurgents is prioritized for the sake of restoring order," the voice of Megatron crackled through his comms and Optimus sighed in defeat.

"I know." I just want for them to listen to our side. Optimus wanted peace and yet the Russy general and his nine divisions weren't giving him a chance. They'd sealed their uncanny fate. "Megatron, I'm going to attack." May the One grant you a good afterlife, Optimus prayed and took out his machine gun and star saber.

"To all vehicons, eliminate the insurgents," the autobot commanded and the snow behind him collapsed. Vehicons, ground unit, emerged and shot past him.

"Comrade General, civilian-looking cars are approaching!"

General Ahmkarov looked in front and gasped in fury as he saw hundreds of small-looking civilian cars. "What are those?"

The cars were smaller than their tanks but were made in a sleek and futuristic design. They all look weak…and I don't see any cannons—his thoughts, however, stopped as hundreds of those 'civilian' cars jumped and transformed into their bipedal forms.

"Shit, more of them-!" he shouted but he yelped as his tank flew to the air after one of the vehicons landed a shot on him.

Above the Bolgor Plains

"To all vehicons, split into three diamond shape formation, pierce through the enemy. If you see someone running away from this fight, don't shoot them. Understood?"

All of the vehicons saluted at Optimus Prime and the former tyrant heard it all from his comms.

"Optimus. Never change, hmm," Megatron muttered while he hovered in his alt form above the sky. The tyrant observed the battle ground below him and waited for Optimus's call if he was to need assistance.

"Interesting…so you know the International Wartime Laws, eh Megatron?" The voice of Tanya cackled through his comms and he only snorted in irritation.

"Yes and I have to say, you humans are weird," he said with an arrogant voice without removing his vision of the battlefield. "You create laws that regulate your actions during war…and you expect every country to follow them."

"Yeah and what's weird about that?"

Megatron shifted his cameras in front of him; his scans had reacted after they detected several objects flying towards him. "Laws that regulate your actions in war are the same thing as building a sea wall made out of sands. War is chaotic and it's done by the hands of the lifeforms; no laws can contain chaos."

"Wow, poetic much, Megatron?" an amused chuckle escape Tanya's lips as the major praised the tyrant further. "We're not actually containing the chaos…we're controlling it."

Megatron hummed in perplexion at the major's words.

"If we follow the International Wartime Laws (IWL) and then we win, we will be spared from the backlashes of the International community after the war. The Empire would then not encounter difficulties in making trade deals and forging new allies with other countries. We were not planning to wage war against the world, you know," Tanya explained and Megatron hummed again in agreement.

Not yet anyway. "And what happens if the Empire loses?"

"Then we'll form a strategic surrender. However, like I said before, since we followed the IWL, we would still be spared from the fallout of our actions. The Empire could still recover from there."

Interesting. Megatron grinned evilly. He had liked the plan and felt whoever concocted it must've been a genius tactician. His red optics stared at the moving clouds in front of him. They completely parted, revealing a large group of air force squadron bearing the insignia of Russy Air force.

"Located-50 attack air craft and 15 bomber. They're really going to attack the eastern front, huh."

"Of course. They're driven by vengeance which means they will be so easily killed."

Megatron barrel rolled and turned back. He shot forward towards the clouds, where the Nemesis was floating in stand-by. The tyrant transformed, landing on the prow, and turned to face the attacking air squadron. You all have fought valiantly today. Now, it's my turn to give you a good war.

The decepticon leader took off the scythe from his back. Its silver blade glinted majestically while intricate designs of lines and shapes ran across the shaft; it glowed to Megatron's servos. A calm breath escaped the tyrants lips as he felt a flow of power through his energon veins.

"Let's test this."

He smiled with devilish intent and began to pray.

"Heavenly lord, grant me the power to judge the evildoers. I shall send them to you so that they can repent of their sins."

The Matrix of Leadership whirled in his chest, sending a forceful wave throughout his body. The cybertronian scythe reacted to the force; its whole shaft now glowed in frightening red hue.

"Amen."

He muttered and twisted his body to the right, before then powerfully spinning his scythe. The blade glowed more before it dispersed into many red beams.

The pilots of the attacking squadron screamed in terror as the red beam obliterated the first line. Megatron spun on the prow again and cast another ray of red beams. The air squadron dispersed and flew in many direction; however, the red beams reacted and multiplied, trailing each and every aircraft. The blue sky was engulfed in orange and red flames as every aircraft was either cut or blown up into smithereens. The former tyrant grinned with malice at his work.

"Interesting! I have to admit, your artifact weapon is more dangerous than Optimus's."

Megatron turned to Tanya and met her sinister smirk. The major hovered beside him with a binoculars over her eyes.

"It was given to my by the One…or in your case, Being X." A thoughtful look cast over Megatron and the tyrant noticed a scowl appeared on the small soldier's face.

"So you do trust that being, hmm?"

"Yes and it puzzles me why you do not, despite all the countless miracles presented to you by her…or him."

Tanya dropped her binoculars down to face him with a bitter frown; her eyes stared hotly at his red optics. "That's because I am born not to believe in him. I'm sure Optimus had already told you about my tragic and belittling past life."

True. Megatron had learned already of the major's past life. However, wasn't she at least moved at all?

He couldn't understand why Tanya wasn't even curious or amazed by the One's miracles. "You're a hard and complex character, aren't you, Tanya?"

"And for a former Tyrant, you're too simpleminded and dull."

A frown appeared on Megatron's grey face. The audacity of this woman- never mind. Megatron grimaced defeatedly at her words and snorted in iratation.

"We're done here, major," Optimus said through his radio and the two looked down. The field below them, which was once filled with white snow, was now dirtied with brown patches of explosions and red blood flowing from the dead Russy soldiers. Snow had melted from the extreme heat coming from the vehicon's ion cannons and the earth beneath was now lay bared.

"Very good. Optimus Prime, we're coming down there so we can fetch you," Major Tanya said and turned to Megatron. "By the way, your vehicons are very useful. Are they alive like you?"

Megatron thought for a moment. "They're basically drones. They only possess little intelligence. Enough to follow only our orders."

Hmm, like worker bees huh. "Nice, very nice." Tanya nodded in amusement and continue looking down at the battlefield below.

Inside the Nemesis – Bridge

"Whoa…wow, just wow." Empress Katherine stood by the large window and looked onto the earth below. The first time that she entered this ship and she was already amazed and mesmerized by its sheer size. She couldn't believe that such a huge warship could float effortlessly in the sky like a balloon.

"This ship is so big. Very big, in fact!" She turned around and cast her bewildered green eyes at Grimlock's blue optics. The friendly cybteronian T-rex chuckled at her reaction.

"Of course, Your Majesty. This ship has seen lots of battles and has flown for a long time in space!"

In space? I wonder…what space looks like? Katherine mused in a curious playful manner. She only had heard of space during one session of her one on one tutoring with the royal tutor and she only knew it as a vast place outside their world. Her eyes brightened up in excitement.

"Your Royal Highness."

The Empress was disturbed from her thoughts by Brigadier Gen. Zettour, who moved beside her. He made a bow to Grimlock and then shifted his blue piercing eyes to Katherine. "We've confirmed that the insurgents are gone. Would you still like to proceed to St. Northusburg?"

Katherine's face became stern and shifted her head to the window. Everyone had been preparing this event. I couldn't let this go to waste. Today is the signing of surrender and the peace treaty from Russy to the Empire. The deals that she'd made, all the proposals that she'd created in order to make Russy become their allied country...she won't let it go to waste today.

"We will proceed. We will sign this deal today and end our war with Russy."

Neilburg Coastline – The Empire – Barrack Terminus

Shockwave silently stood over the concrete dock. His single yellow optic watched the waves softly hit the sands on the beach.

"My calculations are correct. The main power source of the Cube was a fragment of the Allspark."

The scientific 1st lieutenant moved his optic to the large cube. The Cube that they'd retrieve from St. Northusburg was now sitting in the middle of the bay. Its hulking mass cast a long shadow across the beach.

According to my research, Macaddam's cube is usually powered up by liquid. It was an experimental unit for manufacturing energon for off world cybertronian colonization. Shockwave nodded in interest. "Beautiful. As long as there is a sea, we could supply our ship with energon endlessly."

"Good morning, Sir Shockwave!"

Shockwave mentally groaned after he heard a familiar greeting from the human professor below him. He looked down and the beaming grin of Doctor Schugel greeted him. They'd move the box to the sea five days ago and ever since then, the doctor was always excited. He was the Empire's top notch scientist, so he was given privileges to examine and perform experiments on the box.

And Shockwave was, unfortunately, stuck with him. Under the commands of Megatron and Optimus Prime…I must watch this 'scientist'. Shockwave grumbled in protest as he watched Professor Schugel enter the massive building behind him. "Time to work," he muttered in a heavy demurred tone.

Inside the massive warehouse building, wires snaked and slithered across the concrete floor; their ends were attached to the futuristic consoles standing on the center. The consoles were elevated by a tripod and posed a menacing look. One wouldn't think that this was just a simple computer.

"Doctor, once again, this is called a tripod computer. This is a spare from the Nemesis," Shockwave reminded while Professor Schugel nodded to his words. The doctor's face was bright and gleeful. The machine had already given him so much blissful happiness and he was excited to know how it functioned.

"Now, Sir Shockwave: What's in the cube? How does it function? And how does it manufactures endless energon?"

Questions after questions. The serious doctor beamed his shiny monocle at Shockwave's single optic enthusiastically. The cybertronian moved his right hand and pressed the keyboards on the console.

The computer powered up and lit the whole warehouse of blue holo-screen. The doctor's eyes gleamed more as the decepticon scientists explained.

"The cube was powered up by a fragment of the Allspark and it converts any matter that it touchs into energon. On earth, water is the most abundant of all resources, which is why I suggested it to be put in the sea."

Doctor Schugel nodded in agreement while still showing an interested grin at Shockwave's explanation. The decepticon scientist then pressed another button on the keyboard, which summoned another holo-screen.

"In Interstellar colonization, a planet's habitability is determined through its atmosphere. If the atmosphere can produce liquid rain…then it can produce water."

"Indeed, that was my theory during my college days!" Professor Schugel shouted with pride. The decepticon glanced down with his single optic and titled his head in a questioning way."

"How did it go?"

"They laughed at me! Now wait till they hear you say that." The Empire's professor danced with joy on the floor after discovering that he was correct all along. "So then, does the cube contain more things beside the its manufacturing abilities?"

Hmm…this doctor's enthusiasm. Why does it feel so very familiar?

"Yes. It contains data, mostly blueprints, of machines used in colonizing." Shockwave summoned a wave of holo-screens showing blueprints of different machines that the professor hadn't seen before. Schugel was shocked and stood still in amazement; his eyes darted everywhere, trying to read every blueprint that had popped out.

"My—God! Dues lo vult! This is beautiful!" Professor Schugel jumped with joy as he stepped to a holo-screen and began to read. "This could change the tide of war! Shockwave, you're God's blessing!"

Shockwave didn't respond, for he had realized what Professor Schugel's enthusiasm resembled. It was him. Ah, Schugel and I…we've very much in common. The joys of wonder in science and invention. He shifted his optic to him completely.

"Megatron has told me to assist you in some way. Which blueprint would you like to start looking at?"

"Really…I can analyzed all of these!?"

Shockwave gave a single nod and the professor leaped in joy and danced around the room again, not noticing the 1st lieutenant of Scientific Endeavor was watching him. The only difference is that you're a fleshling and I am not…but does it really matter? Life is illogical…am I right, The One? He glanced up and met the serene blue eyes of the snow globe angel, perched up on the beam above, looking down at them like an observing mother.

St. Northusburg – People's Park

After the onslaught several days ago, the life in St. Northusburg returned. Buildings were being repaired and reconstructed back to its original shapes; streets and roads were fixed and renewed into new concrete. The city's vibrant glow had come back; however, there was one thing that was missing. All signs and symbols that pertain to the Communist Party had disappeared.

In the middle of the park stood what little remained of the grand statue of Comrade Gen. Secretary Josef. Only the foundation remained along with the burned up inscription of the Comrade General's name. Below it was a large stage where Brigadier General Zettour was giving his speech.

"With the death of Loria and the most of the Communists Party leaders, Russy will now enter to a new age of prosperity and peace!" Zettour's eloquent voice rang out through the crowd of Empirian officials and last remaining political officials of the Russy Government.

Optimus Prime, Megatron and the rest of constructicons stood on the far end, observing the whole park and its people.

"This is it, the first step towards peace. One that isn't a sham," Optimus whispered with beaming positivity and Megatron smirked at his friend. "I feel bad for you, in regards to the sham of a treaty with the Francois Republic."

"Indeed. But at least this one is true and sound."

Optimus looked pleased as the brigadier general's speech came to an end and the roar of people's applause thundered down the whole park. Meanwhile, the constructicons behind clapped their hand in a dullish way.

"Is the speech over? Cause this is getting boring," Longhaul whispered in cybertronian dialect to Hook.

"Longhaul, it's a peace and non-aggression pact speech, of course it would be boring."

"Behave, you two," Scrapper warned at them in a snarl. "Why don't you copy Mixmaster? He's been standing still and quiet this whole time."

He then glanced at the Mixmaster, who was indeed standing still with his head hung down to the ground, his chest heaving up and down in a calm way…while a low soft snore escape his lips.

He's fragging sleeping! Scrapper made an ugly frown while Longhaul and Hook giggled behind his back.

"Hmm…" Bonecrusher stood beside Scavenger and was busy staring at remaining foundation of the statue behind the stage. "I can make a statue of Lord Megatron on that."

"B-but, Megatron told us that he was no longer a lord, and also Optimus Prime said that we must help continue rebuilding St. Northusberg."

"Eh? The fleshlings can do that—"

"Humans. They're called, humans," Scavenger corrected Bonecrusher with firmness, which made the decepticon shoot a surprised look at him. Strange. Scavenger never had the confidence to correct me before…this is new. A stupefied smirk spread on his grey face before he went back and looked again at the stage.

People's Communists Palace – Main Hall

The main hall was a long and huge; it was situated inside the Russy's People's Communists Palace. Its walls were plain marble and white; its floor was colored bronze. The walls were adorned by large portraits of Russy's past communist leaders. Their sheer sizes had almost dominated the wall, like the wall was proud of showing its past cruel leaders.

Empress Katherine stood below the glowering portrait of Josef. Although her face showed calm, deep inside she felt very upset with the burning eyes of the former general secretary.

"Governor Raskip…you're currently the leader of the Russy communists party, am I right?" Katherine turned to the tall man on her right. He possessed some grey hair on an almost completely bald head; his face was riddled with age old lines. The empress couldn't help but felt pity on the old man who could be around seventy years old already.

"Yes, your Majesty but uhm…there is no more communist party. Most of them are dead and some had abandoned their post to…I don't know where." Oh right. Katherine smiled in an embarrassed manner. "I am so sorry, I was not completely aware of it."

"I should be the one apologizing. I couldn't control my army. I do hope they didn't hurt your army near the Bolgor Plains."

Oh no. "Uhm, they're fine as far as I presume-"

"They're dead, most of them. Some even deserted their post."

Katherine darted her tense eyes at Megatron and Optimus, who were both in their human forms. Optimus curled his lips down and softly elbowed the tyrant's right arm, reminding him not be rude. The governor blinked and his mouth hung in mild shock.

"I apologize, Governor. What he means is that they fought a valiant battle which they succumbed to," Optimus intervened. The death of the insurgents earlier could have shock the poor senior governor, but, to their surprise, the old man chortled softly at their reaction.

"It's alright, they chose it. It is no longer the problem of the Russy people." He snickered more and coughed hard.

"Your Majesty." Empress Katherine turned around again and saw her butler bowing in front of her. "The Empress of the Akutsushima Dominion has just arrived and they wish to speak with you."

The Empress of Akutsushima Dominion? Katherine and Optimus looked at each other in strong curiosity.

The Akutsushima Dominion, other than the Empire, was Russy's mortal enemy. Their war was on the far east front and their engagement was mostly in water. The navies of both country had long kept bearing their teeth against with each other. However, since Russy was defeated, they no longer needed to have any problems…what could they possibly be doing here now?

The door opened loudly and the four people inside watched as the Empress of Akutsushima and her entourage entered. Optimus Prime cast his blue eyes at the small girl in the lead, entering slowly from the door. She was clothed in a very extravagant Sokutai Kimono that was colored in pink, jade green and black; strewn across the surface of her helm was a majestic golden crane with wings outstretched. Her hair was tied in a low twin pig tails while a large, majestic golden crown, with a crane again, perched on the top of her head.

'Akutsushima Dominion…it's like the Japan of this world' Optimus spoke through his inner comms to Megatron.

'Not just like, it is the Japan of this world. That crane, kimonos and alike; it's all the same. Megatron couldn't help but smile in admiration for the little empress. The Royalty of Akutsuhima stopped and cast her brown eyes at Katherine. Optimus Prime bowed. As he did so, however, he noticed something about the Asian empress's hair: a large part of it had a shade of pink.

Wait…why does she look familiar- recognition hit Optimus Prime.

The butler then moved and began the introductions. "Her Majesty Empress Miko Nakadai of the Empire of Akutsushima Dominion."

"Mi—Miko-!" Optimus blurted out but in a soft way as his blue eyes widened in shock. Miko Nakadai, back on the previous earth, was one of his human friends. Together with Jack Darby and Raf Esquivel, the trio were a big help for him in stopping their war with the decepticons. The Miko in front of him, however, was completely different.

"Oi, Optimus…isn't she-?"

"It's Miko," Optimus said again and the tyrant grinned. Yeah she's the one who threatened me with empty words. Megatron remembered the first time he had encountered the child and it made him snicker mentally.

Empress Miko took a glance at them, curious over their reactions, before she bowed to Katherine. "Good morning, Your Majesty."

"Empress Miko, I am very glad about your surprise visit to the Russy. I trust your travel was uneventful?"

"It wasn't. I just came here to see the one who defeated my country's archnemesis," Empress Miko spoke with very fluent Empirian dialect. The evidence of her royal upbringing showed through the sweet and graceful tone of her voice and the smooth mannerism of her body movement.

"Oh, that would be Optimus Prime and Megatron, Your Majesty."

"Please, do call me Miko." Empress Katherine and Miko smiled at each other in a jovial mood before they turned to the two cybertronians. "Which one of you is Optimus and which is Megatron?"

Optimus moved forward first. The empress hummed in mild astonishment before she glanced at the former decepticon leader. "They said that Optimus has a height of 23 ft while his counterpart is 35…you two don't look like 23 and 35 ft high alien automatas."

Optimus smiled and Megatron chuckled in delight at the empress's joke.

"Your Majesty, our bodies are outside," the Autobot leader explained followed by the decepticon leader's comment. "Wanna see our bodies then, girly?" The empress gasped and the autobot leader elbowed his waist again and cast an irate glare his way.

"Uh…Your Majesty, Megatron doesn't really-"

"You're funny, Megatron. I like you."

Katherine and Optimus stared with dumbfounded looks as the decepticon leader laughed genially. "Well, well, perhaps we could talk more after your meeting with our empress." Spoken with a brutish tone, the former tyrant grinned; it showed his sharp teeth, which made the empress blush.

We're both being sidelined, Katherine and Optimus nodded with a deadpan look at the couple before the Empire's empress cleared her throat and cast an inviting smile to Akutsushimanian's empress. "Your Majesty, the governor of St. Northusburg has invited us to an afternoon tea."

"Oh my, I completely forgot." Empress Miko frowned before smiling at Megatron. "I'll just talk to you later, Sir Megatron. Let's go, Mei Mei, I need to change my clothes for the afternoon tea."

Mei Mei…wait! Megatron was about to turn; however, his red eyes caught sight of another figure: a tall woman also wearing a very beautiful kimono. The tyrant's eyes widened in recognition as Mei Mei, the girl that he had saved, walked passed him. The girl's sweet and innocent black eyes looked straight into his and she made a graceful bow, showing a smile filled with gratitude before she followed her master.

"I'm glad you'd found a good life, Mei Mei," Megatron whispered. He didn't mind if Mei Mei hadn't heard him or even recognized him. The woman that he had bed with was now a servant to the empress, a complete change from her degrading status from before. He smiled in contentment. "I hope the empress treats her servants well."

"What is it, Megatron?" Optimus asked. The reactions of the tyrant had interest him.

Megatron turned to him and snorted. "I'll tell you another time, old friend. I think we should go back to the Nemesis."

Agreed. Optimus nodded and the two walked away towards the door. However, before they could open it, the door burst open and a running soldier careened to an immediate stop, almost colliding with Megatron. The decepticon leader frowned in anger over the sudden rush.

"What?!"

"Ah I'm sorry! Sir Megatron and Sir Optimus Prime. We received a message from Berun! It's immediate, sir, the empress should know the message quickly!"

The sun's light slowly dimmed, darkening the main hall as a heavy foreboding feeling enveloped the two cybertronians. They both felt that foreboding dread. Oh no. "What is the message, soldier? I will deliver it to the empress immediately," Optimus asked.

The soldier quickly relayed the message.

"The Ispagna Civil War has ended. The Ispagna Holy Family has been executed. The New Interim Premier has just declared alliance with the Allied Kingdom. Ispagna has officially lifted its neutrality and has declared war against the Empire."

The message ended and the two cybertronians stood still. An eerie silence enveloped the whole room. "No…dammit!' Optimus slammed his right foot on the tiles. Why…we achieved peace already with the greatest enemy and now have we gained another one!? The autobot leader clenched both of his fists and gnashed his teeth in frustration.

"That would be all soldier," Megatron called off the soldier, who saluted them again and ran. The tyrant shifted his red eyes to Optimus. Optimus, loosing your cool is a very rare sight indeed. The anger and fury of the Autobot leader... he had felt it and he was saddened by his state. "Looks like, even if we're successful with Russy, we've just gained another enemy."

Optimus looked up and cast his tired blue eyes at the other. "More death, Megatron…I don't want to see anyone dying anymore."

The autobot looked down in sorrow, for another war was brewing. He felt lost and so numb that he didn't feel the arms that wrapped around his body. "I am here, friend. I promise you this: let's solve this together," Megatron whispered with a calm and sincere voice to the autobot's left auditory sensor.

"I'll support you all the way," the former tyrant added as Optimus calmed to the voice soothing his brain module. The pain slowly ebbed. The autobot leader closed his eyes and felt the comfort radiating warm of his friend's body.

Nemesis – Bridge

"Wh—what!" Major Tanya exclaimed in anger after her adjutant, Serebryakov, reported about the Ispagna civil war. Tch. I did expect them to declare war against us…but not so soon! "Did Gen. Zettour received the news?"

"Yes sir, he already told us to leave immediately and go back to Berun, pronto," Serebryakov said and glanced up to Soundwave, who nodded. The major quickly reached for her comms and called her men. "Attention: everyone, go back to the ship. Military HQ has ordered us to regroup on the capital, pronto!"

Ispagna... who would've thought. Ispagna, or the Ispagna Collective, was a country down south. Its government was a monarchy just like the Empire's. However, their King wasn't a good one. Corruption ran rampant both inside and outside the government, and, as usual, the common people were the most affected.

And thus the inevitable happened. Since before their war started, Ispagna had been at war with its own people. The commoners revolted and now, after a long time fighting, they'd succeeded.

Unfortunately, the side that had won was against the Empire's growing power. They too felt that they needed to destroy the country, for they were, most likely, threatened by the economic and military power of the Empire.

"I wonder…this kind of timing..."

Tanya paced on the bridge beside the wide window and paused. The ambient sound disappeared; a void-like quietness filled her ears. She clicked her tongue and then cast a furious frown towards the wheel console where Being X loomed above her.

"Oh, perfect timing Being X, I was just about to ask who could've pulled such a wonderful timing on ruining everyone's goddamn moods!" Tanya berated in anger at the nutcracker figurine, who only stared at her with eerie tranquil blue eyes.

"Every action that had or has yet to happen is already predetermined by us." Being X slowly cocked his head towards the major. "Now then, do you have faith already, faithless one?"

Tanya growled and pointed her rifle up towards the wheel console. "You scum! You're no God, you're even worse than the Devil!" she screamed and threatened Being X but the strange creature only let out a tired sigh.

"I came here to warn you that it looks like…a new storm is brewing."

"The hell it is-"

"I am not pertaining to Ispagna. Another being will be coming here and this one is much angrier than you."

You're still sending me some shitty beings!? Tanya gritted her teeth, vengeful at what she had heard from Being X. "What are you planning this time!?"

"'Shit' is a kind word for this being. Perhaps if he manifested in this world, you might gain faith in me. But only perhaps."

"Yeah, sure, as if that would happen!" Tanya threw the words rudely as the ambient sound returned and time started to move again. Being X was gone and the meeting only left a heavy burning anger inside of Tanya.

I swear, someday, I'll kick Being X's ass! She stomped her foot hard on the metal floor, earning her a questioning glance from Soundwave.

Unified Year – Dec. 10 1926 – Allied Kingdom – Royal Hills Military Hospital - Londinium

Sir Isaac Dustin Drake, a tall, middle age man, stood outside the big black gate of the Royal Hills Hospital. His age may not have shown it, but the man was a well decorated mage- just like his forefathers and his nephew, the late Sir William Drake.

The lieutenant colonel walked passed the open gate. Snow began to fall all around him and the cold Christmas wind blew hard against his black trench coat, over his brown military uniform; the coldness caressed his cheek harshly, but the man didn't hinder in his speed.

His stern grey eyes looked around the lobby before he went over to the nurse station. "Good evening. I would like to talk to Mary Sioux."

The nurses glanced at him and immediately bowed after they noticed the badges on his shoulders showing his ranking. "Sir, the patient is available for visit. She's in room 202."

"Thank you. I'll take myself in there." Sir Isaac walked briskly away; his face still firm and expressionless as he walked down the hallway towards Mary's room.

Sir Isaac silently entered the room. It was a standard one; a small desk on his right stood while the bed was on his left. The figure of Mary was laying on the bed, her chest softly moving up and down while her evergreen eyes, though open, were lifeless and was staring at the ceiling above.

"Second Lieutenant, Mary Sioux," Sir Isaac called and the woman slowly turned her head to him. Good, at least she's responsive. The middle aged mage took the chair from the desk and sat beside the bed. He looked down at the Unified Mage soldier.

"I came here to tell you that…you'll be awarded for your skills in fighting." He paused and watched the girl's brow furrowed; a painful memory must've emerged from her mind. "You're the only survivor from the St. Northusburg attack. The rest were killed by either those Empire mages or their pet alien automatas." Sir Isaac shifted on his seat. His brow connected as a small frown curled on his lips.

"My nephew is dead. He was stabbed twenty-seven times. His funeral was a closed casket one. Do you have any idea what happened?" he asked, a hint of rising anger was on his voice.

Mary didn't answer for a moment; the painful past events played on her memory and it made her frown and grit her teeth. Emotions swirled violently in her chest before she then answered the soldier.

"It's my fault. I attacked alone. I strayed away from my group."

Sir Isaac frowned and gritted his teeth, his eyes burned in fury as he stood up and towered over the woman. "Do you know what the punishment for disobeying orders is, soldier?"

"I do…It's death."

"Don't make it sound so simple! You chase down Major Tanya von Degurechaff, the woman who killed your father, and in doing so, your desertion leads to death of the whole Unified Mage battalion!" the middle age soldier thundered down at the poor lieutenant. Mary, however, only sent a vengeful look up at him.

"And I take responsibility for that, sir. I just want justice for my father's death, I want justice for the Empire's atrocities! And if God had given me another moment like that, then I would certainly do it all over again!"

Sir Isaac glowered with rage against the raging green flame of Mary's eyes. The air inside the room became thick and sickly as the two stared each other down with enmity.

Finally, the middle age soldier let out a defeated sigh and sat down on his chair again. His frown became saddened rather than furious while he rubbed his temples with his gloved hands. "I will never defeat your thirst for vengeance, Mary. You're truly a pain in the ass."

Mary's anger died down after she noticed the pained expression on the lieutenant colonel's face. His eyes have heavy bags, just like mine…the second lt. slowly came into realization that the old man had cried for some time.

I caused this. Mary only looked down in guilt.

"Say, Second Lieutenant Mary, would you like to have your own Battalion?"

What? Mary darted her green eyes back at the lt. col., surprised at his invitation. "Sir, it would be an honor but…"

"I get it. You don't have training, which is why you're going to the war college for a crash course. After you're discharged here, of course." Sir Isaac stood up and walked towards the window. The city of Londinium's lights glittered happily against his sullen face. The air was cold and filled with Christmas music and ignorant laughter coming from the people walking along the sidewalk. The whole nation seemed to be living in a ignorant bliss, unaware of the growing danger of the military might of the Empire and its helpers, the alien automata.

"The alien automata, sir. I heard they have an army," Mary said as she struggled up on her bed and frowned resentfully at the floor.

"Yes. Russy has surrendered completely to the Empire. We can no longer use Loria, for he is dead. However, it seems that we gained some allies for defeating the Empire."

The lieutenant col turned to Mary and took out a small object from his right coat pocket.

"By the way, our scientists had discovered a very special looking stone that has a potential to beat the Empire's Computation Jewel Type 97. This stone can compute and harness more mana than any other computation jewel ever. This will be your new computation jewel."

Sir Isaac put the small object on the palm of Mary's right hand. It was a small glass cube; inside of it was a perfectly round cut violet computation jewel. Its surface emitted a sickly purple hue and it reflected against the green eyes of Mary.

"God is still with us, sir." Mary looked up in a daunting manner to Sir Isaac. "I swear by this jewel, I shall end the Empire once and for all," the girl declared with ferocity as her right hand gripped around the computation jewel.

Unbeknownst to them, however, an image swirled and formed on the surface of the jewel. It was a violet colored wicked eye and it stared at Mary with strong interest.

'Interesting…let me 'help' you then, little fleshling!' Unicron laughed within the confines of the jewel. At last, the Dark Lord Unicron would finally rise once again from his deep slumber.

YAY! new chapter! I would like to thank the people who read my fanfic, this fanfic of mine was produce from my imagination. I have Asperger's Syndrome and it really was very difficult for me to be in reality. So, most of the time, I imagine things and most of the time, this imagination run wild and I need to write it down so my mind could calm down. In any case, if you like this new chapter, leave a review and some likes, if you want to.

So! Looks like some big old dark god name Unicron is about to appear! I wonder...what would happen now? How would Optimus Prime and Megatron react? And are they enough to defeat him...or do they need more allies?

special thanks to dropout-ninja for beta-reading!

Disclaimer: I do not own the anime Youjo Senki and the cartoon Transformers Prime. All places, names of people, are purely fictional. If one exists in real life then its just coincidence. :)