Chapter 13

Word Spreads Like Wildfire

"Wait, what?!" Stripes was baffled. "...Could you recap all that information?"

"Stripes, from all the information we've been able to gather from Megatron, and all the tablets he has, along with tests we've ran on your energon readings, everything he has claimed is true. You are the descendant of Primus! The Descendant of our creator!" Bumblebee explained again.

"What?!" Primal exclaimed. "He is the Son Of Primus?!"

Cheetor made a gulping sound. He was now nervous. Dinobot was now on his knees, bowing down at Stripes' feet.

"...Are you sure you don't have the wrong Autobot?" Stripes asked, nervous and confused.

"Stripes, come with us back to the Nemesis.I will make sure you are not harmed, and that they treat you with respect. You will not be hurt." Bumblebee assured.

Stripes looked at Bubmblebee, leery.

"Please. You have my word." Bumblebee said. "I promise."

"...Alright, fine." Stripes said. "I'm holding you to that promise, Bee..."

"We're going, too!" Primal said. "I need to see this for myself."

"Very well." Bumblebee said.

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Blackarachnia nearly fell out of her perch when her audio receivers heard the words that had left the yellow Autobot's vocalizer! The blue and silver Autobot, named Stripes, was the Son of Primus? He was here, of all places?! She whipped the scope of her arm canon towards Stripes' face, zooming in. She was not going to forget that face. Aside from the Maximal called Silverbolt, she was not going to forget the face of this Autobot. She took a quick recording of the Autobot with her optics, then transformed back into her beast form and quickly made pace back to the Jade Order's spacecraft on the other side of the planet!

She had to tell Indominus Rex!

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"WHAT?!" Indominus Rex roared after viewing and listening to Blackarachnia's report. "...Is this accurate?! This better not be some sort of bad joke, Blackarachnia!"

"It's accurate. Believe me, I was in hearing distance of the whole thing." Blackarachnia said. "I heard it all with my own audio processors. Apparently these Decepticons have the tablets of legend that depict who the Son of Primus is, and they've said in the conversation that they ran tests on his energon to confirm it."

"Bzzz! Waspinator does not like this turn of events! Waspinator does not want angry descendant of Primus around! Descendants of Primus and Unicron dangerous! Set galaxies on fire!" Waspinator groveled, unnerved.

"Cool your jets, hornet boy!" Scorpinok said, walking into view from the darkness. "We still have not seen any actual evidence to back up the claim of this so-called "Son of Primus!" I say we scrap his chassis right now, just for daring to make such a statement!"

"No!" Indominus Rex snapped. "That would be a waste! Especially if his claim is true. We should think this out in a more… methodical fashion. If he is who he claims, then we should test him ourselves. Yesss….. We shall put him through some trials. After we lure him here, with the right ultimatum."

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Nemesis

Secure storage area

Stripes was awe-struck as he viewed the tablets and all the tested evidence that Megatron had presented. He was now unsure of what to think, as all of the evidence added up!

"...How? How is this possible?" Stripes was still trying to wrap his mind around this. "Is this even conceivable? I… I don't even… I'm Robot-Jesus, or something?!"

"I know that you are confused, and most likely afraid right now." Bumblebee said. "It's going to take some getting used to, I know. Just don't let it intimidate you, or make you doubt yourself."

"Bee… I'm getting very scared here… What does this all mean?" Stripes asked.

Bee shrugged his shoulder struts. "I do not know, Stripes. I do not know… All I do know is that we need to start to teach you how to defend yourself. If Megatron knows this, he most likely isn't the only one. There will be others after you. The Deprived."

Stripes blinked his optics. "The Deprived?!"

"Servants of Unicrion that have gone mad from their exposure to Dark Energon." Megatron explained. "They use it for centuries until it drives them mad. They will no doubt be aware of your presence and will try to hinder us at every turn. We need to teach you to fight, and find your weapon. The Matrix Blade."

"And what exactly is that?" Stripes asked.

"A weapon of great power." Ratchet explained, bringing up the historical references on a computer. "It can compare with the Star Saber if combined with the artifact known as the Eye of Primus. According to these historical records, the last ones we know of to posses these artifacts were the Maximals and Predicons of ancient days..."

Primal shifted his position slightly. "...We have it." He said.

Everyone's eyes turned to Primal.

"We were meant to be the keepers of the blade. We are it's sworn guardians." Primal explained. "We have kept it safe for over several millennia. We took the blade from it's original resting place on Cybetron far before the Autobot-Decepticon war was starting to break out. That was when the Maximals left Cybertron in the great Exodus. We buried the blade In a temple we built on the planet."

"Looks like we have to go back to the planet..." Stripes said.

On the Planet…

Hidden Temple in the jungle…

Stripes entered the temple with Bumblebee, Megatron, and Primal. The rest of the group waited outside. They had just come up on a large door with a pedestal in front of it.

"Place your hand on the pedestal." Primal instructed.

Stripes did as he was told, placing his hand on the pedestal. The entire thing lit up, then the light spread to a carved channel that went to the door! It immediately unsealed, and opened!

"We made the temple to respond to you." Primal explained. "Follow me."

They followed Primal to the main chamber, where they saw a giant blade that looked like a claymore in shape, but very techincally advanced! It had a large core, like a greatsword from medieval times would! It was stuck in a pedestal, welded to it in the center of the chamber!

"Pull it from the pedestal." Primal said. "Only you can."

Stripes walked up. He grabbed the handle of the blade, and the pedestal lit up with heiroglyphics! The Temple seemed to flow with energy that went through the sword, making Stripes' fingers tingle! He gave a hard yank, and the sword came out from the pedestal!

There was no more doubt! Stripes was the Son of Primus!