Author's note:
This is just my headcanon and none of you can change me.
The voice of the 13 Primes.
Prima - Ian Mckellen/Patrick Stewart
Vector Prime - Leonard Nimoy
Alpha Trion - George Takei
Solus Prime - Cate Blanchett (actually, if you can point me to someone who fits more than Cate, I'll be happy still.)
Megatronus Prime - Jason Isaacs - (Same as here. But his role in Star wars rebels made me want him as the Fallen.)
Onyx Prime - George Clooney
Liege Maximo - Leonardo Di Caprio
Micronus Prime - Kevin Hart (Okay, pls don't judge. If Kevin's voice was a little more mellow and smooth and not as loud as he usually talks, he'd fit.)
Amalgamous Prime - The guy who voiced Sokka OR the person who voiced Macadam.
Nexus Prime - Gerard Butler (subject to change)
Quintus Prime - Russell Crowe
Alchemist Prime - Karl Urban
Optimus Prime - David Kaye- SIKE! No one can replace Peter Cullen. Kaye is good and all, but he ain't the OG OP.
"Uhg… Breakdown. Grab me that energon drill." Knockout groaned as he adjusted his battered shoulder. He had suffered from Megatron's scathing words and equally painful fists during the entire time he repaired the Decepticon warlord. It took him two weeks to finish the damn thing. Two weeks of agony, in his perspective.
Worst of all, the reward he got was nothing but grunt work! He couldn't even catch a break and redo his paint job before he was shoved into a room a few floors below the medbay with Breakdown as an assistant. The mech who almost lost an optic to Optimus Prime and was happily smashing through the strange object Airachnid dubbed as "the thing" as a means to deal with the shame of begging the last Prime to kill him.
"Hmph. This thing is harder than I thought." Breakdown admitted as he transformed his hammer into his servo and handed the drill to the medic. Frowning in dismay as the object they found alongside Megatron's leg suffered not a single dent from his onslaught.
"You don't say? Haven't you listened to Airachnid's report? She said that nothing short of our best drills can even stand a chance at getting into this thing." Knockout said as he grabbed the drill with his left servo. He then shoved the hologram with the report into Breakdown's chest with his right servo afterwards.
"Unutrium? Is that even a thing?" Breakdown asked as he read the file.
"Yes, and it's called Ununtrium. According to Airachnid's report, it's a metal drawn from the compacted subatomic matter of a collapsed star. Ununtrium is an incredibly strong yet rare material, so to see this much formed into the shape of a large container is baffling." Knockout explained.
"So that's why I couldn't do anything to it." Breakdown realised. Talking about his multiple, futile attempts to hammer away the thing.
"Yes, Breakdown. And that is why we were given these drills. To make our life a little less difficult." Knockout was about 3 feet away from the Ununtrium container at this point. He then powered the energon drill he was holding and pointed it towards the object. A bright blue lazer appeared from the end of the drill. And to Knockout's glee, it was slowly chipping away at the strong metal.
"Help me out here Breakdown. There's another drill lying about somewhere. We have to get this thing open before sundown." and before Lord Megatron arrives. Knockout said in his mind. He looked to where Breakdown was and saw him taking the drill that was leaning at the side of the entrance.
"Now remember this, our drills are fueled with energon. The more we use it to break into this container, the better. Because once the fuel gauge turns to zero and the thing hasn't opened yet… Well, I guess I'll see you at the Well of Allsparks when that happens. " Knockout said as Breakdown stood beside him and powered up the drill. Pointing at the bright green bar near the drill's on switch.
"Don't have to tell me." Breakdown said as he watched his energon drill connect with Knockout's beam. His memory of Megatron's cruel punishments for failure washed through his mind.
—-
"Prime! You've got some explaining to do. Why on God's green earth is a mountain in the middle of Idaho of all places half its original height all of a sudden? The President's all over my rear because of it." Agent Fowler screamed as he exited the elevator that led into the Autobot base. He paused for a second, scanned his surroundings and asked himself,
"Where did everyone go…?"
He looked around at the main room of the base to find not one bot or human. It was strange to not hear that exchange student, Miko, not blaring her guitar like it's Kingdom come. But he welcomes it. It's been a while the base has been this quiet. However, Fowler needed to go back to the matter at hand: finding Prime.
"Agent Fowler. You've arrived."
Speak of the devil…
"There you are! I've got a lotta complaints about that mountain and I know you and your bots had something to do with that. You have to explain to me everything. Or else my superiors are gonna have my head." the Liaison said. Already uncapping his pen and flattening the paper on his clipboard. Not even paying attention to how the rest of the Autobots as well as the humans were following Optimus from behind. All starstruck and in awe of what they just saw.
—-
Minutes later…
—-
William Fowler was having a headache. There is no way Washington is going to believe what he's going to tell them.
"You're telling me… that some doohicky owned by by your brothe-"
"Solus Prime is a femme, Agent Fowler. Like Arcee over here." Optimus Corrected but didn't deny the relation.
"Sister, your doohicky made by your sister caused a mountain near Castle Peak, Idaho to become shorter? Where was this weapon all this time when the Unicron business was going on?" Fowler asked. Not caring for the inaccuracy he just said. But unfortunately, Ratchet's scholarly personality forced him to correct this crucial mistake.
"Agent Fowler, Optimus Prime has no relation to Solus Prime. The only real connection Optimus and Solus have is by their titles as Prime." Ratchet explained.
Optimus shifted a bit at the medic's words. In a way, they were true. But in another way, it wasn't. No one noticed this however.
"That's not the point, If these weapons of total destruction were just lying about somewhere on Earth, why didn't you just find them and use them?" Fowler asked.
"The weapons, as you called them, are Relics from the Vaults of Iacon. Our… planetary library in human terms. We do not know where they are hidden. Only the Decepticons do." Optimus explained.
"Right, because of your stint as your old self who helped the 'Cons back then. They know where some of the coordinates are. I almost forgot." Fowler said.
"That is correct, Agent Fowler. But let us move on to what this relic is and what it can do. To help with your report to your superiors. The Forge of Solus Prime attached magnetically on my back not only has the ability to inflict massive amounts of damage against its enemies, it also has the power to construct anything its wielder - should they be a Prime - can conceive of using… more mystical means. Something of which I can only compare to the power of all Cybertronians' creator - Primus." Optimus said.
"So, it's a make-a-wish hammer?" Fowler summarised. Which caused the other humans who were forgotten during the conversation in the room to snicker and laugh.
"In a way, yeah it kinda is." Jack said as he looked to Miko and Raf for agreement. What he got were affirmations filled with Laughter.
"If that is how you see it, then sure. The hammer is a make-a-wish object." Ratchet agreed as he rolled his optics at the obnoxiousness.
"We just saw Optimus create a new T-Cog for Bumblebee before you came around. Show 'em, Bee!" Bulkhead - who was standing at Optimus' right side - exclaimed as he nudged the yellow bot to transform.
"You got it." Bee replied as he turned into a car for the first time since losing his T-Cog. The kids and Fowler alike were amazed to see the bot being able to transform again.
"Now, that is a handy tool." Fowler said as he pointed at the hammer that was on Optimus' back. His appreciation for the thing skyrocketed after he watched the kids play around inside Bumblebee's car and radio.
"It's even more handy when you consider that only Optimus can use it. No other Primes that have walked the universe at one point exist anymore - other than Optimus of course." Ratchet said. Happy for Bumblebee's restored state.
"Should we tell him about the shield generator?" Bulkhead whispered to Arcee as he talked about Fowler. Who was preoccupied with keeping the now fixed subject matter in her quarters.
"Some other time, I suppose. It's not like it's a 'need to know' thing right now." Arcee reasoned. They did the same thing with the Phase Shifter, so where's the issue of not telling this one? Besides, Fowler already had enough with sudden extra paperwork.
—-
"Finally. After so many hours of work, we've finally done it."
"Just in time before the energon drills ran out of fuel. Lord Megatron will be pleased."
Breakdown and Knockout have accomplished the task of opening the large object made of Ununtrium. It was a painstakingly boring job. According to the two Decepticons who worked on it, at least.
"All we have to do now is to open the thing. I wonder what's inside…" Knockout asked himself as he neared the object. It was a rectangular box shape - kind of like a coffin. So what they did was cut through the top portion of the thing and slide it off the whole like a lid.
"Let me do the heavy lifting Knockout. Your strength is as dismal as your paint job." Breakdown jokes.
"Hey! I resent that." the red medic growls. But silences himself as he found that Breakdown was right. He wasn't as strong as the blue mech was. No matter how much he would like to not agree with the claim, it was a fact that among the lieutenants of Megatron he was the weakest.
"Not that I had a chance against Airachnid or Soundwave. I don't even know if I can take on Starscream, that prick." Knockout said to himself.
"What?" Breakdown asked.
"I said, 'ready when you are.'" Knockout said. Smoothly lying over the fact his thoughts went out of his mouth.
"Whatever you say." Breakdown said as he leaned onto the lid they made and pushed it off the box. It was as heavy as that Wrecker Bulkhead! The blue mech thought. But after a quick burst of strength, the lid was removed. Gracelessly falling onto the ground. Its weight caused the metal floor to groan and sink a bit.
"Good thing I'm more of a brains mech than brawns. I would've broken a tailpipe because… of… that…" Knockout said to himself. His jaw dropped at the end of the sentence as he saw the contents of the coffin. Breakdown too was at a loss.
"Knockout… what is that doing in this thing?"
"..." The red mech couldn't answer. Nothing prepared him for this moment. Not one bot told him that there was a Primus forsaken femmeinside this box.
"Wh-wha-what?" Knockout exclaimed. He didn't even think twice. He ran towards the communications pad near the entrance of the room and slammed the comms button as fast as he could.
"Lord Megatron. Airachnid. Your presence is needed here near the basement of the Nemesis. We have uncovered something from our discovery weeks ago." Knockout was surprised that his voice was even and lacked the stutter he expected it to have. But that didn't matter now.
"Is she even alive…" Knockout's eyes widened as he hastily turned around to see his partner and grunt - uh, I mean assistant in the medbay - reachout his servo to touch the chestplate of the femme.
"Um, Breakdown. Maybe we should not go near that -"
GRAB.
"AHHHHH!" Breakdown shouted as he released his servo from the grip of the thought-to-be-dead femme.
"I-it's alive! How?!" Knockout screamed. He then shut his mouth in fear as the femme's cerulean optics bored into Knockout's helm.
It was at this moment that Knockout got a closer look at the bot who literally rose out of the grave. She was a looker, the mech had to confess. Her battlemask - that looks strangely like a certain Prime he knew - emphasised the beauty of her blue optics. Which was… flickering?
The mask disengaged. Showing Knockout the most beautiful face he's ever seen on this side of the Universe. Nothing could compare to her complexion. It was just… perfection!
"..."
The femme was still looking at him. She began to squint her optics as the flickering intensified. She began to wobble side to side. She then began to raise her right servo. As if reaching out to Knockout. He didn't know what to do but walk closer towards the femme.
"..."
The red mech could only look to Breakdown for help. But even he was just staring like an idiot at the femme. Both of them clearly did not know what to do.
*Shwoop* *Kshhh*
"Knockout. What is the meaning of… this…" Megatron looked towards the scene in front of him. His mind is already awash with numerous questions. But even he was stunned at the beauty in front of the red medic. Airachnid was in shock. There was no way she could have prepared for this!
"L-lord Megatron! You're here!" Knockout exclaimed. His attention finally turned away from the lavender femme. Whose eyes widened a bit at the name.
"Mega…tron?" The femme repeated. Her voice is akin to a whisper in the wind. But that didn't stop everyone from looking towards her. Their attention solely placed on her.
"...Brother?" the femme asked. Causing every Decepticon in the room to widen their optics and direct their gaze towards their leader. Who was also stupefied at what the femme said.
And then, the femme collapsed. Her helm slammed into the coffin once more.