Transformers Galvatron Self-Insert (TFP)

[Devastator21]

Everything is wrong.


[BEGINNING: CORE PROCESSOR START-UP SEQUENCE.]


[WARNING: LARGE-SCALE DAMAGE SUSTAINED.

BEGINNING SELF DIAGNOSTIC.]


It was cold, and I don't know where I am.


[LISTING INITIAL DIAGNOSTIC RESULTS:]


[OPTICS: OFFLINE.]


[BUILT-IN PARTICLE FUSION CANNON: OFFLINE.]


[SYSTEMS: STABILISING SERVOS OFFLINE.]


My legs... I can't feel my legs...?


[ACCESSING PRIMARY PROCESSOR.]


[ACCESS GRANTED: DISTRIBUTING RELEVANT FILES.]


I'd... Crash landed from space apparently that's a normal thing to do.


I start going through my memories, letting the background process do its thing.


i was going...home after eating out.


But I'd also been in space activating an experimental transportation device around a space-time anomaly.


My name it...is...was something important, my files of recent events seem corrupted well isn't that bloody brilliant.


Although previous memory logs indicate two different names i could use for the moment.


Galvatron and Megatron.


The name held different meanings to the two (or more) corresponding set of memories.


In the first, both names are villains of a sort, the main antagonist, if you will.


In the second.....we'll. I'm Galvatron. Frag


I'm not particularly upset, just confused and angry, apparently.


But the memories are quite weird and confusing to sort through, not the human side it's the cybertronian side.


it's like going through a mish-mash of different emotions and memories of Megatron and Galvatron, while Megatrons's memories are clear and precise like a well olied machine.


Galvatron's is like a symphony of rage at everything and some clarity.


The beginning of Galvatron's memories were clear after a major battle it shattered.


After a few moments, i went through it and had a clear picture of what happened.


Galvatron was alone on a throne of rust and molten scrap, his enemies dead, but his army gone the universe dead all life gone by his hand indirectly or not.


So he hatched a plan to go to a different universe and regain his army.


But things didn't go to plan while crossing universes he got bombarded with memories and information of himself, and then it went black.


I guess he crashed on.....Cybertron? i guess, but I must have taken the place of Galvatron's spark 'soul,' whatever.


So I'm on a dead world alone and injured.


Both sets of memories, Cybertronian and Human, agree.


I will not die.


____


It had taken time. Too much to be honest, but i had gotten my optics online.


With my vision returned, I'd managed to assess the situation my entire body is badly damaged i dragged myself to the nearest offlined cybertronian a vehicon with my sole remaining servo.


I had not thought twice before canibailzing the offlined mech's parts. Cheap models they may have been, they weren't as damaged as my own.


Besides, it wasn't like he was using them anymore.


So i repeated the process dragging myself from mech to mech. Salvaging what intact components remained from the rusted frames of a mass produced piles of junk.


I'd repaired my stabilising servos and gained the ability of movement after a few cycles of scavenging parts.


Taking my first couple of steps, no matter how weakly, it had been beautiful, the first happy memory i have had since coming here.


Now, to identify where i crashed, it looks disgusting but familiar, Kaon.


My home were I made my true name no longer D-16 the miner from Tarn but the name Megatron and forged the decepticons from the gladiatorial pits and rose up against the functionalist council those were the days when strength was all that mattered and the decepticon cause was just.


Now i walked the destroyed streets of my fallen Empire, searching.


Assuming the large number of memories i have.


One of Shockwave's old labs is nearby...ah, i found it.


I couldn't help but laugh maniacally as I passed through the entrance.


____


My particle fussion cannon is back at 100% efficiency. Luckily, i found some leftover parts lying around.


To be honest, it was pure luck i found this laboratory and Megatrons's override command worked was a miracle.


Now time to access a terminal to figure out what universe I'm bloody in.


Oh well, that's not bad I'm in the tfp universe on cybertron after the main decepticons and autobots left behind.


There are some pockets of autobots and decepticons outposts left behind.....hmmmm if i can bring the decepticons to heel on cybertron that will give a a good starting position and maybe get shockwave on my side yes that's a plan allocate 10% processing power on working on how to implement it.


But for now, build a starting base of operations and survive.


Everything seemed to be going fine i activated the automated defence systems there, not at 100%, but good enough.


Which meant i had nothing to do. Aside from scavenging the surface for what little more energon i could find and parts to repair everything else. But first, the life-giving force of fuel that is running low at the moment.


As if to confirm my thoughts, my fuel tank sent me an alert.


[WARNING: ENERGON LEVELS RUNNING LOW]


Yes, i know, do not repeat, send all messages silently to me.


[UNDERSTOOD REROUTING ALL NEW MESSAGES THROUGH NEW PARAMETERS]


Good, now cybertronians didn't need to breathe, but i cycled some air in the approximation of breathing as an organic as it brings me comfort.


Time to work.


____


Did you know how it feels to transform it? It is a blessing, and no one can tell me otherwise unless they wish to meet the end of particle fusion cannon.


After getting confirmation from my inbuilt system, my t-cog is fully operational and that it won't rip in half.


While i was inspecting it, i was pleased to find that i was a triple changer how stupid was old me not to check or maybe he did he was a mad bastard.


I transformed into my alt mode a tank it was great. It was like...you had been standing for all you're life and just sat down for the first time ever.


That's a weird analogy, but it fits. Anyway i felt quite happy just driving around the various destroyed roads and collapsed buildings.


But sad somewhat my Megatron side of my memories is bringing up of what cybertron looked like in the past it hardens my resolve to fix cybertron and stop this war no matter the cost.


Moving on I've made sure to stop occasionally and collect energon from either semi-intacted bodies.


You know, draining a corpse of energon is a somewhat difficult process.


First i needed to find a corpse and that's the easy part Kaon is littered in corpses of cybertronians.


Second part of the process was finding clean energon that's not stale or infected.


And of course i had to keep my eye on scraplets they are quite fascinating and horrific they way they devoured a dead mech all the way through the armour to the base component's and then that two.


I slowly made my way away from it as they devoured more dead bots i swear to eventually exterminate them all when i have the manpower.


Okay back to the topic of draining energon this particular bot seemed to be a brute one of Shockwave's experiments during the war it would've been a sight to see in person but now it's not pretty or aesthetically pleasing anymore.


Maybe later, i may have an army befitting that of an Emperor.


Nonetheless it's energon tank had not ruptured or been infected by any biological weapons of mass destruction or eaten by those disgusting scraplets.


Which meant for me it was mine.


The only resistance was a shriek of metal as my servo tore through the heavy duty armour it took a few nano-clicks but i finally found the tank and ripped it out.


"Thanks mate for your generous donation to your lord."


i put the stolen energon in my subspace, then transformed and took off.


It wouldn't be wise to stick around in the open too long, honestly im surprised nobody noticed me but if i do ever come back i would be surprised if the corpse was gone by the time if i ever came back.


Now the decently sized portion of energon rested in my subspace.


Subspace it was really convenient it's like hammerspace but limited in how much it could store, i could carry a large amount of anything in it before it closed down due to storage space will probably expand that later.


[DECEPTICON TRANSMISSION NEARBY.]


[SOURCE IDENTIFICATION IS SHOCKWAVE]


[ACCEPT COMMUNICATION Y/N]


Oh that's surprising "yes system establish communications"


[ESTABLISHING COMMUNICATIONS]


[SHOCKWAVE:IDENTITY YOURSELF]


[GALVATRON: DO NOT TELL ME YOU DO NOT RECOGNISE YOUR LORD AND MASTER SHOCKWAVE]


[SHOCKWAVE:LORD MEGATRON IS THAT YOU]


[GALVATRON:IN A WAY SHOCKWAVE RELAY YOUR LOCATION TO ME SO WE MAY MEET IN PERSON]


[SHOCKWAVE:AS YOU WISH MY LORD I AWAIT YOUR ARRIVAL]


[COMMUNICATION:CUT OFF]


Well, that was surprising, that went pretty well.


I will fly back to base and repair the rest of my systems before going to Shockwave.


I felt giddy at meeting one of my favourite Decepticons ever.


I just got an alert to refuel the energon tank


Fine. Refuelling first.


Time to go back to base


____

"Never gonna give you up

Never gonna let you down

Never gonna run around and desert you

Never gonna make you cry

Never gonna say goodbye."


"hahaha fuck you God, Primus,Rob,Unicorn you got rick rolled you sucker ha."


"I need company im so bored."


I glanced around my makeshift laboratory while dissecting a dead cybertronian and im also trying to salvage it's spark chamber for a pet project.


____
Deca-Cycle later (10 days)


It had been 10 days since i since my rebirth or activation most of it spent fortifying my base, scavenging for equipment, energon, and generally doing whatever piqued my fancy.


In my spare time, i spent on my new Decepticon army it's only a prototype at the moment it is going to replace the vehicon troopers as the main battle force of the new decepticon army if it goes to plan.


The chassis of my new creation is beautiful. In my opinion, i took inspiration from the frame of a Zaku and a mix of the gundam heavy arms custom,gpb-06f super custom.


Imagine the frame of the GPB-06F but the launchers on the waist and shoulders and in the body and come out when in battle otherwise perfectly incognito, the battle mask will kinda look like Tarns from the DJD because it looks badass but it won't be all the same for the other's the variations will look different it's just it's the first time in all my life including my memories that i had built something, a living being for the first time in all my lives.


I have chiped my own spark to give life to my creation normally this would be fatal but due my Megatron and Galvatron sides were both created by Primus and Unicron respectively and my human soul gave my spark unique properties its stronger than a normal Cybertronian and that of a Prime when they receive the matrix of leadership my spark is roughly 5x times stronger than before so only a slight amount of pain but negligible.


While my creation is in a gestation tank i found in the laboratory.


Now it's finally time to meet Shockwave and gain his allegiance.


____
1 Deca-Cycle later (1 day)


I'm on the outskirts of Shockwave's location


"System establish communications with Shockwave"


[ESTABLISHING COMMUNICATIONS]


[GALVATRON:SHOCKWAVE SEND ME YOUR LOCATION NOW]


[SHOCKWAVE:YES MY LIEGE]


[LOCATION IDENTIFIED 20 MILES NORTH OF CURRENT LOCATION]


[GALVATRON:I WILL BE AT YOUR LOCATION IN 20 KLIKS MEET ME OUTSIDE YOUR BASE]


[SHOCKWAVE:AFFIRMATIVE]


[COMMUNICATIONS CUT]


Driving to Shockwave's location, i wonder how difficult it will be to make Shockwave join my side of the coup/splinter group of the decepticons.


if i remember correctly, he only joined for the freedom of unrestricted experimentation.


I could offer him future technology like synthetic energon and the location of the omega lock and my own scientific experiments that could work.


Let's hope it goes to plan i would hate to destroy an important asset to my plans.


____


I see Shockwave in the distance, and he also sees me to.


Shockwave: "You are not Lord Megatron identify yourself now or meet your end."


I see Shockwave priming his astro cannon ready for any response to his query that is not well received.


Galvatron: "All will be explained in a moment first overlook these files first."


[FILES SENT]


Shockwave: "This is illogical."


I see his shock no pun intended at the files of this universes future without my interference, the illogical decisions of the Decepticons, and that of Megatrons's.


Also, Megatrons's addiction to dark energon and how it impacted his mind how he nearly reactivated Unicron the chaos bringer twice instead of blowing up the planet or leaving it to Optimus and the humans.


Shockwave: "How can you know this who are you?"


Shockwave has disarmed his astro cannon and is looking at me inquisitively as much as he can with one optic


Galvatron: "I come from the future, without my intervention this universe will cease to exist i was once Megatron, but evolved to become Galvatron."


I can see from Shockwave's body language that he is contemplating something.


My hopes are answered when Shockwave gets to his knees and kneels.


Shockwave: "I pledge myself to you, Lord Galvatron."


I smirk evily a trait i got from Megatron


Galvatron: "Good Shockwave i expected nothing less from my chief scientific officer."


As Shockwave is rising, i realise that my path to victory has never been clearer.


And with Shockwave on my side, my endeavours with my new class of Decepticon will be even easier.


Galvatron: "Shockwave overlook these files for a new Decepticon class."


Shockwave: "Yes, my Lord."


____
Orbital Cycle Later (1 month)


Everything went surprisingly well with Shockwave after reviewing everything and a couple of questions as we walked back to his laboratory.


I sent him the location of my base of operations, and i helped him acquire the fossilised remains of a Predacon who i imagine will be come Predaking.


We also exchanged information on upgrades we have in mind for ourselves.


I enquired to Shockwave about if it's possible to move his equipment to my base so i may show him what I'm working on.


It took us a couple of mega-cycles ( a couple of hours) to pack up and move it to my base and to set it all up.


We also got to work on repairing Shockwave to 100% efficiency, and Shockwave also checked me for any problems, which there were a couple but nothing extensive.


Shockwave looked over my prototype creation 00-01 nickname Zero and made a few adjustments to its spark and frame.


Shockwave also made a few drones powered by electricity and solar energy to go out and scavenge energon from any sources and also bring anything of use like equipment, files, and general locations for interest.


Now I know you're curious about the drones.


Well, they are corpses of cybertronians stripped of anything useful and generally used for any menial tasks they have no real sentience and are programmed by Shockwave to do jobs assigned by both of us.


It's a good thing they are judging by the increased number of scraplets we had for awhile they tracked us all the way from Shockwave's old laboratory to Kaon.


But soon decreased due to the drones destroying them with their kinetic weapons and melee.


Due to the drones not having energon, the scraplets could not identify them, so they never reacted to the assault and were all wiped out good riddance i say.


Moving on, Project Predacon and Project PBM that stands for Prime Battle Machine, it's going well, Prototype zero as I called it until i figure out a name for it.


It was going to be ready in a Stellar-Cycle (1 year), but with the increased amount of resources, it has decreased to 6 Orbital-Cycles, and Project Predacon is going to be completed in roughly a Stellar-Cycle.


Moving on, our base of operations has gotten bigger and is literally a virtual fortress.


Any conceivable blind spot is covered, but still, just in case anyone manages to break in the emergency defense, drones will activate and intercept any enemy forces and keep them occupied while we get ready for a confrontation with the enemy it's ready for any conceivable threat for example any decepticon or autobot or any other cybertronians or literally anything.


The turrets are a mix of laser based and kinetic weapons, including missiles, railguns, and literally anything that might be useful to me and Shockwave.


The defence is being continuously upgraded by both of us.


Honestly, i believe Shockwave is having fun with this, i can't tell due to basically having one-eye, but i just know.


____
5 Solar-Cycles later


Honestly, these past few days have been fine.


Shockwave has finally left the gestating Predacon alone and is spending his time on the Prototype PBM and the synthetic energon formula i have it's roughly at Ratchet's version in the show.


I figure it's time to meet the Decepticon outpost on Cybertron.


Now, time to convince Shockwave to accompany me to meet them so they don't shoot on sight.


I walk into Shockwave's side of the Laboratory and see him working at a terminal.


Galvatron: "Shockwave, are you available to come with me to meet the current decepticon base on cybertron so that we may gain additional manpower."


Shockwave looks up from the terminal and digests the question.


Shockwave: "My liege all current projects can be automated for a small amount of time for me to accompany you to the main Decepticon base on Cybertron."


I smile evily good, it's so nice to have a loyal compent mech.


Galvatron: "Good Shockwave, your efforts have not gone unnoticed and will be rewarded soon, now let us go i have an army to regain once more."


Shockwave: "Yes, my lord."


____

As we approached the Decepticon Outpost, we forwarded our identification codes, and we were blinded by a bright light that scanned us for any autobot technology.


The automated gates opened, and we were greeted by a contingent of decepticon soldiers armed to the teeth they exchanged wary glances between each other.


Good they recognise Shockwave and fear me time to gain an army.


The tension hung in the air, a stark reminder of the uncertainty that had gripped cybertron since the fall.


Time to start my speech


Galvatron: "Fellow Decepticons I stand before you, not as a conquer but as you're saviour you were abandoned by your supposed leader who promised you freedom from the caste system from the restrictions of the council but has he done it I say NO! he has only continued the class system but transformed it's name look around at the Vehicon's aren't they full Cybertronians haven't they risked there life on the battlefield and where they rewarded no haven't we all experienced that with are autobot slave master's as they demeaned us treated us as nothing but dirt beneath their metal heel."


I paused to gauge their reactions there's anger and resentment, not at me, but at Megatron at everything their situation how they were abandoned by there leader who promised them so much but failed to deliver and brought them into a war that lasted a millennia how there home cybertron is dead how there scavenging for scraps barley able to survive.


Now time to win them over


Galvatron:" You have been deceived by Megatron and the decepticon cause as it is right now, we used to be a just and righteous cause as we rose up against the functionalist council and the corrupt primes of the past but we turned against are ideals haven't we won but at cost, what does it mean when the current prime and his loyal servants embody the very ideals and tenets of are once righteous crusade join me my brethren to once again rise up and be lifted to a new age of prosperity and freedom for a new age of cybertronian supermancy.


A vehicon soldier asks


"What's his Name?"


Shockwave: "Galvatron."


Every single decepticon shouts my name in admiration and awe also loyalty.


"ALL HAIL GALVATRON"


"ALL HAIL GALVATRON"


"ALL HAIL GALVATRON"


"ALL HAIL GALVATRON"


"ALL HAIL GALVATRON"


I smile evily blind obedience check all is going to plan.

 

[Devastator21]

So I originally planned months ago to cross-post my other stories to QQ and never did so. This is my first story there. Over 48 Threadmarks are totalling 87k.

I'm thinking of just posting this once a day maybe

Still hope you lot enjoy it, it starts off a bit rough and really goes into its own, and hopefully I get the motivation to finish this.

 

[To-be-hero-X]

Transformers Galvatron fic damn that rare

 

[Devastator21]

Transformers Galvatron fic damn that rare

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Surprisingly, there's not a lot of Transformers fics, that's one of the reasons I wanted to do this. Hopefully, someone gets inspired to do their own.

 

[G1 Convoy]

TFTC.

vehicon soldier asks


"What's his Name?"


Shockwave: "Galvatron."


Every single decepticon shouts my name in admiration and awe also loyalty.


"ALL HAIL GALVATRON"

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It would have also been great if one of the cons was already leading the group, took issue with SI-lvatron & got slagged for their trouble. It would have been your own spin on this scene.

View: https://youtu.be/KLhnTc_VD2k?si=u-8PJ74Unv3fD1Gr

 

[Devastator21]

TFTC.

It would have also been great if one of the cons was already leading the group, took issue with SI-lvatron & got slagged for their trouble. It would have been your own spin on this scene.

View: https://youtu.be/KLhnTc_VD2k?si=u-8PJ74Unv3fD1Gr

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Damm that's was a good idea but I took inspiration from the Megatron spotlight idw comic


View: https://youtu.be/Q5V1KWQJOIo

Wtf was that video lol I wasn't expecting that

 

[Devastator21]

In the dimly lit hallways of The Bastion, I could feel a sense of purpose filling the air, infusing the entire base with a surge of energy. Amidst the bustling activities, I walked alone with a determination and confidence that could rival even Starscream's, though it wasn't arrogance. It was a newfound hope, a hope that had been chipped away by the relentless War for Cybertron and the harsh realities of battle.


No longer an anonymous Vehicon without a name, I now went by Straxus, a name I had chosen after Megatron the Deceiver left us stranded on our dying planet. This name symbolized my resolve to stand strong in the face of adversity and discrimination.


I was far from an ordinary Vehicon; I had served The Deceiver during the peak of the war, following his speeches and believing his lies that had swayed so many to join his ranks. I had marched to the thunderous chants of "ALL HAIL MEGATRON" and fought for the Decepticon cause with unwavering loyalty.


Yet as the tides of war shifted and Cybertron faced its imminent demise, Megatron's promises of a new world and prosperity had turned to ashes. He had abandoned us to our fate, leaving us to rust in a world reduced to an empire of ash.


The final memory of the nemesis warship departing haunted my spark, a bitter reminder of the chaos, desperation, and rage that followed. The rage we clung to in order to keep our sparks functioning, the rage that fueled our animosity towards The Deceiver who had betrayed us.


My spark seethes with a mixture of rage, bitterness, and desperation. I had once revered The Deceiver, Megatron, as a symbol of hope and change, but now I saw him for what he truly was: a manipulator, a false prophet who had exploited his loyal soldiers for his selfish gain.


____
Flashback (or the last chapter for you guys)


On a particular day, energy permeated the air, drawing me and many others to the central hub. The atmosphere was electric with anticipation, as Decepticons from all corners of the base gathered to witness something monumental.


Amidst the crowd of my comrades, my optics were fixed on a figure standing before us all: Lord Galvatron. His imposing figure, clad in the regal purple armor and adorned with the proud Decepticon insignia, stood at the center like a deity.


As Galvatron spoke, his voice resonated with conviction and strength, his words weaving a tapestry of unity and a promise of a new era. I listened intently, absorbing every word as Galvatron denounced the lies of the past and heralded a future where Decepticons would rise to reclaim their rightful place.


A spark of optimism ignited within me, a strange feeling I hadn't experienced in a long time. Could Galvatron truly deliver on his promises? Could he lead the Decepticons back to glory? I wasn't certain, but the rush of energy coursing through the crowd was undeniable, reigniting our unity.


As Galvatron's speech reached its crescendo, I found myself asking out loud, "What did he say his name was?"


The crowd fell silent momentarily, then a bulky mech with a singular optic answered, "Galvatron."


The response triggered a wave of cheers that resonated from every corner of the base, echoing the same sentiment.


"ALL HAIL GALVATRON."


The words tasted different on my vocalizer, a blend of newfound loyalty and renewed purpose. Though skepticism lingered, I couldn't ignore the surge of energy that pulsed through the crowd. Galvatron's words had rekindled our unity, and I couldn't help but feel proud to be a Decepticon once more.


____
1 Meta-Cycle Later


After Lord Galvatron's speech concluded, I retreated to a quiet corner of the base, my thoughts a whirlwind of conflicted emotions. The power of Galvatron's words couldn't be denied; they had reignited a fire within the sparks and minds of Decepticons.


But amidst the hope, doubt lingered. Could Galvatron be trusted, or was he another manipulative leader? The same uncertainty I felt was mirrored in the optics of my closest friends, Blaze and Radeon. Seeking their counsel, I approached them, hoping they could help me make sense of my conflicted feelings.


Radeon: "Straxus, did you see that? Galvatron's different, isn't he? Could he be the one we've been waiting for?"


Blaze: "Yeah, I mean, we need a leader who actually cares about us. Megatron left us to rust, but this Galvatron, he's got strength and an aura that commands respect."


I looked at my friends, seeing the same uncertainty I felt. Could we really put our trust in Galvatron after the betrayal we endured under Megatron's rule?


Straxus: "I don't know, guys. We've been through so much, and Megatron abandoned us. But... maybe it's time for a change. Can Galvatron back up his words?"


Radeon: "True, true, but maybe it's worth taking a chance. If we keep going like this, there won't be much left for any of us. Maybe Galvatron's the catalyst we need to turn things around."


Blaze: "And did you see how everyone was fired up after his speech? I haven't seen that kind of unity in ages. Maybe it's time we had a leader who truly believes in the Decepticon cause and in us."


As I looked at my friends, I felt the weight of their uncertainty lift slightly. Maybe it was time to take a chance, to put our faith in a leader who had rekindled our hope and loyalty.


Straxus: "You're both right. We've endured hell, and maybe it's time for something different. If Galvatron can deliver on even some of his promises, it'll be an improvement."


Radeon: "Exactly! Let's keep our optics open, Straxus. For now, let's see where this new path leads."


With a shared nod, the uncertainty that had plagued me began to fade, replaced by a glimmer of hope. Amidst the chaos of Cybertron, perhaps there was a chance for redemption, for a new Decepticon movement led by someone


who understood the true weight of our loyalty and sacrifice.

 

[samChan]

So at what point does this take place compare to the main series?

 

[Devastator21]

So at what point does this take place compare to the main series?

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Just before Megatron comes back to Earth so pre S1

 

[Lillie Jones]

watching
Continue on
Cheers!

 

[Devastator21]

Within the depths of my base, the relentless hum of machinery reverberates through the air, a testament to the ceaseless activity of my new army.


Every clang of heavy metal against metal, every whirl of servos, carries the weight of their tireless dedication as they work to fortify the base, upgrade outdated weapons and armour thanks to mine and Shockwave's works.


Every soldier works to gather vital resources, around every corner a tapestry of industrial might not seen since the Golden Age of Cybertron.


Unfolds as soldiers erect barriers, calibrate weaponry and ensure that our stronghold stands as a virtually impenetrable bastion against any threat from the inside or out, security stations are placed at strategic spots arcoss the Bastion automated drones patrol where living begins cannot.


I do eventually plan to link up The Bastion to our base on Kaon and restart the capital of the Decepticon Empire.


Here at are base on Kaon i stand shoulder to shoulder with Shockwave his loyalty is now secured, and the only thing that is matched by that is his scientific mind.


Monitors bathed in an eerie purple and blue glow flicker with intricate schematics and streams of data.


My optics, a menacing shade of crimson, remain fixed upon the complex designs and calculations that are sprawled before me.


But before i continued, my red optics flick up towards Shockwave.


Galvatron: "Shockwave i require these terminals to be one stable colour the continuous movement of Blue and Purple is making it difficult to work."


Shockwave looks up at me from his terminal and looks at me what i can assume to be annoyance, exasperation and amusement.


Shockwave: "Lord Galvatron, there is an option in the settings to change the display colour."


I pause look at Shockwave to see if he is telling the truth which i already know he did and i feel an immense amount of stupidity and get back to work while changing the color to a nice purple.


Amidst getting over my embarrassment i should probably explain how Prototype Zero is doing, well brilliantly his gestating tank is smack dab in the middle of the Laboratory and not to stroke my ego a little bit but he is beautiful my magnum opus the pinnacle of decepticon engineering.


The tank's transparent casing shimmers with an electric energy, obscuring the hulking figure in a sea of energon fuild from within as it bathes.


The air around his tank crackles as if with anticipation, a palpable reminder of the unstoppable creation that will soon grace the battlefield.


My hands dance gracefully across the controls, fingers poised with a master surgeons precision as I make delicate adjustments to the spark chamber's energon levels, perfecting the intricate neural network that will soon awaken this mighty force.


On the other side of the Laboratory Shockwave's focus is unyielding.


His single optic burns with an intense luminance as he manipulates complex holographic interfaces, lost in thought as he refines the synthetic energon formula.


The concoction simmers within a highly secure containment unit, its brilliant emerald hue a testament to Shockwave's mastery over chemical reactions and energy manipulation.


The synthetic energon will be the lifeblood of our cause, a source of unending power that will fuel our conquest and domination across the cosmos.


In the midst of this mechanical symphony, my thoughts inevitably drift back to the origin of my transformation from Megatron to the formidable being that I now am.


It was a metamorphosis wrought from conflict, pain, and the fusion of fragmented memories.


The remnants of Megatron, the gladiator who once rallied the oppressed against the oppressive caste system, continue to reverberate within me an echoing chorus of ideals that intertwine with the newfound power and perspective of Galvatron.


Memories of battles waged in the gladiatorial arena, camaraderie with my fellow fighters, and the nascent stirrings of rebellion linger like spectres from another era.


Megatron's legacy is a symphony of struggle and a fervent desire to dismantle the chains of oppression.


The memory of my first steps along the path of resistance, the intoxicating allure of leading the downtrodden to victory, remains a poignant reminder of the past.


But the transformation into Galvatron has wrought clarity from chaos.


The mantle of leadership, once fraught with responsibility, has now been cast aside in favor of an unwavering pursuit of power and madness oh it calls to me tries to tempt me, showing me everything i could ever want but i know it is a lie but it never stops it will always be there always in the back of my mind.


As my identity formed into a force of nature, a tempest set on reshaping the universe according to my will, a sense of purpose swelled within me an unrelenting determination to carve my mark upon existence and save my race.


My optics remain riveted on the holographic monitors, their purple glow reflecting off the contours of my faceplate.


My lip components curl into a mirthless grin as I contemplate the journey that brought me here, a journey that encompasses both Megatron's ideals and Galvatron's ruthlessness and the human element i must never forget i was once human.


Melding the memories of two disparate entities has granted me a unique vantage point, a fusion of wisdom and unyielding ambition poised to redefine the very fabric of Cybertron and the cosmos beyond.


These Decepticons may not look like much but under my command they are not mere soldiers however they are the vanguard of a reinvigorated movement, a resurgence of principles born from hardship and forged in the crucible of adversity.


My spark surges with anticipation, my ambition matched only by my calculated cunning and is tempered by human patience and ingenuity.


I would never of gotten to this point if not for all three memories working in tandem around my human side it was easier to nearly breakdown both Megatron's and Galvatron's memories and emotions and manipulate the decepticons here and Shockwave.


If i was still Galvatron i would've never been able to get Shockwave on my side kill him yes easily but make him join of his volition never.


The same with Megatron if i was still him i would've probably died by Shockwave or the decepticons Shockwave because i do not fit with his version of Megatron and the decepticons because they hate him with a passion that pleases my Galvatron side.


Back to what I'm doing as Prototype Zero nears the final stages of gestation and Shockwave's endeavours with the synthetic energon formula bear fruit, my vision clears into a tapestry of destiny.


A symphony of creation and devastation awaits, and I stand poised as its orchestrator.


____
6 Stellar-Cycles Later


In the span of six Stellar-Cycles, a cosmic heartbeat has pulsed through the fabric within my dominion.


The fortress that once stood as a sentinel now thrives as a formidable bastion of might and resilience.


It hums with activity, the symphony of Decepticon soldiers, drones, and machinery echoing the crescendo of ambition and unity.


Prototype Zero, born of shared dreams and Shockwave's ingenuity, as Zero roams these hallowed halls, as spectral echo of Tarn's legacy, its presence resonates with a dichotomy of loyalty and zeal.


The glint in its optics, an combination of my own characteristics and Shockwave's pragmatic precision, exudes an unwavering allegiance that fortifies the Decepticon cause.


Within this newfound stronghold, Shockwave and I, architects of Zero's form and function, embody a synergy that transcends mere collaboration.


With every shared concept and calibrated calculation, we've woven an alliance that not only shapes Zero's existence but defines our resolute march toward a triumphant future.


Shockwave's optic narrows incrementally, his synthesized voice carrying a tone of measured respect.


Shockwave: "Lord Galvatron, your capacity for strategic innovation approaches the zenith of genius."


Acknowledging his sentiment with a nod, I reciprocate his calculated regard.


Galvatron: "Shockwave, your meticulous dedication has refined our collaboration into a progress of innovation and scientific purpose."


Honestly that made me happy I'm smart enough to not show it but Shockwave is the closest thing i have to a friend.


A subtle thread of irony underscores his response a gesture that resonates with the nuances of our partnership.


Shockwave: "Our symphony of collaboration is pushing the limits of science and we shall do so together."


This interplay of affirmation and subtle jest defines our alliance, a partnership that combines my incisive intellect with Shockwave's calculated brilliance.


Together, we carve a path that will push the of constraints and forever herald the resurgence of our Decepticon Empire.


Shockwave's optic flickers, a glint of amusement cutting through his perpetually controlled demeanor.


Shockwave: "Indeed, Galvatron. Our joint endeavor weaves a tapestry of advancement."


Galvatron: "Shockwave, i have a name for the Prototype PBM."


Shockwave looks at me and tries to calculate what I have come up with he's fun like that.


Shockwave: "Lord Galvatron, elaborate."


It seems that my friend can not figure out what name I've chosen.


Heh, who knew i would catch Shockwave off his game.


Galvatron: "Drachen a powerful name translating to Dragon, symbolizing strength and fierceness, perfectly befitting my creation's formidable nature."


Shockwave nods in acceptance.


Zero or now Drachen enters the room i stop what im doing and focus on my creation it's frame reminiscent of Tarns but better even though Drachen is eerily similar to Tarn it's probably just my programming.


I begin to address Drachen.


Galvatron: "Drachen, how was your patrol"


Drachen speaks, its voice a mix of mine and tarns also Shockwave's in there. ( if you want to know what his voice sounds like watch the Transformers The Permanent Revolution it's really good.)


Drachen: "Is that my new designation Drachen i like it but creator when shall the stage be set for the conquest of Cybertron and the destruction of the Autobots?"


A fond smile tugs at the corners of my mouth an affirmation of Drachen's loyalty and zeal.


Galvatron: "Patience, Drachen first we need to finish all repairs and figure out exactly where the autobots are on Cybertron you shall have you're big dramatic entrance."


A dimming of Shockwave's optic reflects a sliver of amusement beneath his calculated veneer.


Shockwave: "It appears that Drachen's eagerness for combat rivals his anticipation of the performance itself."


A genuine chuckle escapes my vocalizer a sound that reverberates with an air of friendship ah Shockwave emotions are showing good it means when i repaired him i tweaked with the shadow play to allow Shockwave to show and feel more emotions besides anger.


Galvatron: "Indeed, it seems that our creation hungers not only for the rush of battle but also for the dramatic flourish of a dramatic play."


Drachen optics glint, an inquisitive glimmer in its gaze that shows amusement and fondness.


Drachen: "I live to serve you my creator either on the battlefield or the theatre."


Galvatron: "You're not only a harbinger of my will but a master of all the art's."


Drachen looks at me straight faced and brust into giggles reminiscent of a child.


Which i guess he is my child if you count for him being a walking tank of weapons but yes my child if you want to say.


Drachen: "Creator, i must go i have duties to preform."


I burst out with laughter.


____

As my gaze sweeps across the expanse of the sprawling base, a sense of pride intertwines with my reflection.


To witness the seamless integration of technology old replaced with the new.


Some things i forgot to mention we moved our lab to a pire, a citadel dedicated to innovation and experimentation imagine of Mix of Cyber city and Polyhex but with the cool black and purple colour scheme of the decepticons.


It's called the Echelon Scientific Citadel the architecture seamlessly blends sleek metallic spires with intricate circuit patterns etched into the facade.


The citadel houses a vast array of state of the art laboratories, each specializing in different scientific disciplines ranging from quantum mechanics to cosmic exploration.


The heart of the citadel is the Nexus, a spherical chamber with a suspended artificial sun that simulates various planetary conditions for research purposes.


Walkways lined with holographic displays connect the different wings of the citadel, where researchers will eventually come to collaborate, analyze, and unravel the mysteries of the universe.


But for now it's just me and Shockwave and some of the automated drones we made it's virtually impenetrable like the Bastion and The Nexaraxis Dominium the name for mine and Shockwave's citadel in Kaon the capital seat of my New Decepticon Empire there's a really cool throne room at the top with hidden defenses and should just incase of an assault and they somehow make there may all the way to the top i will not be virtually defenseless.


I plan to eventually either make science based cybertronians or find some smart decepticons hidden across the galaxy or on cybertron in stasis however i do have big plans for the Echelon Citadel and due to the citadel being in Kaon the nearby deactivated automated facilities are being reactivated so my army is being filled out and we will soon make more of the PBM's as Drachen is a success for the moment.


Me and Shockwave have moved most of our equipment, and anything that couldn't have been taken or were useless was destroyed so no one else can scavenge decepticon technology.


____

Over these past few months, it is the soul of the Decepticon ranks as well.


As dawn follows dusk, a newfound camaraderie has arisen a testament to the unity my presence has infused into the veins of my soldiers.


Honestly, it's like the decepticons where a pack of hungry scraplets devouring a mech the mech being my words.


These warriors, once fragmented, have embraced a new dawn a dawn in which their individual desires are overshadowed by a collective yearning for retribution.


Their battle worn frames resonate with a renewed vigour, their optics burning with a fervent determination that awakens my very own spark with a scorching blaze.


A chuckle escapes my vocalizer as I recall a recent incident that transpired within the bustling corridors of my bastion.


A group of soldiers, driven by a combination of restlessness and mischief, had engaged in a raucous bout of unauthorized sparring a confrontation that culminated in cacophony clangs and curses.


Unbeknownst to them, their impromptu contest had attracted the attention of one Drachen who was patroling, the massive mech, an embodiment of staunch discipline, had descended upon the scene with all the subtlety of a seismic event.


Caught in the midst of their frolicking, the soldiers had frozen in place, their audacity suddenly stifled by the imposing presence of Drachen.


Their optics widened like those of startled protoforms, and they exchanged sheepish glances that held the unspoken acknowledgement of their imminent reprimand.


The scene that unfolded had been nothing short of a comedic tableau as me and Shockwave watched the events unfold on the security monitor's squadron of mischievous soldiers facing off against the unyielding sentinel of order.


Drachen's stern visage, accentuated by his stern demeanour, cast a pall over their mirth.


Drachen's voice rumbled like thunder, his tone a masterful blend of disapproval and bemusement.


Drachen: "What, pray tell, do you believe you are accomplishing here?"


One of the soldiers, clearly lacking in diplomacy, had offered a feeble smile.


Roxatron: "Ah, well, you see, sir, we were just... um... testing our combat prowess?"


Drachen's optics had narrowed, and his imposing frame loomed over them like a dark cloud.


Drachen: "Testing your combat prowess, you say? In a corridor designated for strategic analysis and war planning?"


As the soldiers exchanged nervous glances, I could almost hear their thoughts echoing in the air the realization that their ill conceived diversion had earned them a not so pleasant rendezvous with the iron fist of discipline.


Yet, even as Drachen began to deliver a lecture on the importance of maintaining discipline within the bastion, a glint of levity had pierced through the veneer of authority.


A smirk, hidden behind Drachen's stoic exterior, had hinted at the amusement he derived from the audacious antics of my soldiers.


And so, even in the midst of discipline and reprimand, the undercurrent of camaraderie that ran through my ranks had been palpable an acknowledgment that while the pursuit of power and vengeance was their ultimate goal, the bonds of friendship and shared experiences held equal significance.


And honestly me and Shockwave had a blast watching this, we even recorded it for future purposes and maybe movie night if i can convince Shockwave to do so and Drachen too.


The once disparate Decepticon outpost that previously occupied this domain has integrated seamlessly with my citadel in Kaon and is now called the Bastion, a symbol of the proud and brave soldiers that stationed the base even through troubling times both bases are connected through a series of intricate roads and groundbridges for ease of travel and strategic travel for military operations.


The joining of these two bases was not without its challenges, yet the convergence of our disaplince has woven a tapestry of achievement.


Under the watchful gaze of Drachen, Shockwave, and I, the two bases have fused into a cohesive whole.


The Bastion, The Nexaraxis Dominium, the capital of the burgeoning empire, and the Echelon Scientific Citadel.


They stand as the three pillars of the new decepticon empire, a beacon of hope and change.


I plan to eventually put Drachen in charge of the Bastion after he proves himself in battle and his duties, and they will eventually become mini city sectors if you will around the pillars of the Empire.


Shockwave in charge of the Echelon Scientific Citadel, which will also have its own sector as well.


And myself in charge of the Nexaraxis Dominium, the capital, and it will have the largest sector.


The corridors of all three citadels echo with the thrum of activity, the clamour of my Decepticon soldiers readying themselves for the future that awaits.


While Drachen prowls with an air of unwavering loyalty, a palpable aura of brotherhood envelops the halls a living testament to decepticon loyalty.


And as I sit here on my throne, surveying the culmination of progress and unity, a genuine smile tugs at the corners of my lips.


For within the heart of this fortress, amidst the hum of machinery and the determination of soldiers, a transformation has transpired one that transcends mere machines and strategy.


It is a transformation of spirit, a resurgence of principles born from the fires of Megatrons's original ideals and tenets of the decepticon cause.

 

[Lillie Jones]

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[Devastator21]

As darkness envelops Cybertron, my throne room is bathed in shadow, and only my gleaming red optics cut through the obscurity. They blaze with a ferocity reminiscent of Megatron's calculating thoughts.


I sit, contemplating my journey from rebirth to transcendent glory, reflecting on my rise from death to reactivation.


The future beckons, and I ponder: Should I reactivate Cybertron using the Omega Lock or the All-Spark? Or should I focus on building my army and concluding this war?


As I delve into various plans, rapidly discarding them one after another, I sense an undercurrent of unease gnawing at me.


My spark, my very essence, frays at the edges, as if something or someone is trying to escape.


I close my optics, envisioning a cortical psychic patch, and enter my mind. My mindscape materializes: a fusion of Cybertronian and human memories, where architecture intertwines like an intricate dance between two worlds.


In the distance, a figure emerges, its voice booming like thunder, its power crackling in the air, poised to unleash chaos. It is Galvatron.


"Dominance is the only truth. Power is the only thing that matters, and I am its embodiment," Galvatron declares.


My formidable exterior crumbles, revealing the vulnerable human within. Shock courses through me as I confront Galvatron.


"How... how are you here and alive?" I stammer.


Galvatron gazes at me with disdain. "I was always here, speaking into the recesses of your mind. I've come to reclaim my body and empire."


Fear, anger, and shock surge within me. I cannot allow this, but a part of me urges me to stand up and protect myself.


"No, I won't let you. Those are my people, my empire, not yours. You failed. You destroyed all life in your universe, and I will not allow you to do so again," I assert.


Galvatron raises his cannon, charging it with menacing energy. "And what can you do about it? I am stronger, smarter than you. You are nothing compared to me. Now, die!"


I close my eyes in resignation, feeling helpless. But then, a shout pierces the air, and I reopen my eyes to witness a figure tackling Galvatron, diverting his shot.


It's Megatron. Confusion swirls within me. Why did Megatron save me?


Megatron's voice rises in defiance. "No, I will not allow this to continue. Your madness will not affect this universe. You, you are but an embarrassment, a failed clone. I will end you."


I observe the battle that ensues, as blows are exchanged and the conflict rages on. Galvatron gains the upper hand, flipping Megatron over. But then, his expression shifts from triumph to madness.


"You dare command me! I am the mighty Galvatron. I am no mere clone! I will destroy you, and then everything will belong to me!" Galvatron exclaims, his power surging uncontrollably.


I watch in bewilderment as the battle escalates. Galvatron's power threatens to destroy our mindscape, extinguishing us. Megatron's shock and confusion mirror my own.


"You are mad! You threaten to destroy us all, you lunatic!" Megatron shouts.


Galvatron's optics blaze with madness. "If I can't have control, then no one can. I will destroy everything."


Amidst the climax of confrontation, my mind teeters on the brink of collapse, the turmoil consuming me. But within the chaos, a realization dawns this is my mind, my domain.


With unwavering determination, I draw upon their essences, absorbing Galvatron's ferocity and Megatron's brilliance, while discarding their flaws. I cast aside the superfluous aspects that tainted their legacies.


The shadows recede, and I stand renewed, a symphony of purpose. The human element, voice of empathy and growth, stands strong, no longer overshadowed by power.


Megatron sits down, observing as my mindscape transforms into my throne room on Cybertron.


"Care to explain how you are here and why you saved me," I inquire.


Megatron gazes down at me with amusement, offering his explanation. "I awoke within your mindscape and meticulously explored your memories. I was shocked and angered at first, but through watching you, I realized my mistakes. My feud with Optimus and lust for power hindered my vision. I changed the Decepticons from agents of change to forces of evil. I regret much, but you can fix what I've done. Destroy Unicron, restore Cybertron, and remember you are here for a reason."


I comprehend, realizing the perspective different realities bring. I steady my resolve.


"You can't stay here; your time is gone. But I'll respect your ideals. When Cybertron is safe, I'll remember you," I promise.


Megatron nods, and then he's absorbed by me. My body reverts to Galvatron as I overhaul my mindscape, reinforcing it against future conflicts. I awaken on my throne, the early sun rising.


I stand, whole and renewed, the trinity of personas now a symphony of purpose. The human element, voice of empathy and growth, stands strong, not overshadowed by power.


The lessons of Megatron and the might of Galvatron converge, forging a destiny that transcends the constraints of my past selves.


As the morning sun rises, I step from the darkness into the light, no longer a mere copy of Galvatron or Megatron, but a being reborn from collective knowledge, a harbinger of change, a vessel of growth, and a symbol of unity.


With newfound purpose, I will shape a universe where power is tempered by empathy, where chaos finds harmony, transcending the legacy of Megatron and Galvatron into a legacy of someone who dared to be more.


A/N


( I know this is quite short compared to other chapters sorry but there wasn't much i could add that wouldn't drag down the rest of it but i hope the quality of the chapter is good any complaints or criticism please be don't hesitate to comment alright then see you guys later and remember Galvatron is always watching you.)

 

[Lillie Jones]

An impressive introspective interlude on the great aspects of Galvartron's and Megatron's and human consciousness in the middle of the mindscape.
Three minds ,one body, only can survive intact for the dominant personality of Galvatron.
Although, Megatron taking the humans sides after observing the meta knowledge of fate against Optimus Prime and fate of Cybertronian existence
Is this your Megatron take from Primus Rising Prophet series.?
Continue on.
Cheers!

 

[Devastator21]

An impressive introspective interlude on the great aspects of Galvartron's and Megatron's and human consciousness in the middle of the mindscape.
Three minds ,one body, only can survive intact for the dominant personality of Galvatron.
Although, Megatron taking the humans sides after observing the meta knowledge of fate against Optimus Prime and fate of Cybertronian existence
Is this your Megatron take from Primus Rising Prophet series.?
Continue on.
Cheers!

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I honestly thinking back on it I really liked IDW Megatron his entire arc really made me fall even deeper in love with his character so I probably took inspiration from all the times he's seen the truth.

And thanks, don't worry about a lack of content, the story just kinda stops after the sorta ending of the first Arc tbh I have to read the last chapters again, and I'll probably do that as I post it on here.

 

[Devastator21]

In the dimly lit chamber of Autobot headquarters, an aura of tension hung heavy in the air. Desperation enveloped us like a shroud, stifling even the most steadfast of sparks among us.


I remembered a time when Cybertron was vastly different.


Autobots once ruled with the Council's blessing, and functionalism thrived, weaving a regimented brilliance across our world.


Yet, that time felt distant now, as memories were eclipsed by the shadows of war and strife.


Long ago, the seeds of turmoil took root when the lower echelons of society rebelled against the Council and the functionalist regime led by Megatron hah you don't get a name unless your in the upper classes stupid, discount miner.


It was this uprising that kindled the flames of the war that now engulfed Cybertron.


This conflict had carved deep chasms, dividing us into factions driven by divergent ideologies, creating a rift that seemed unbridgeable which is a good a thing it showed who was truly an Autobot and besides they didn't last long against the Decepticons.


The war's origins had become tales, whispered in the quiet corners of our base, stories handed down through the old bots to the young bots.


Those who had borne witness to the initial clashes could still recall the fervour with which the first sparks ignited, setting the stage for a conflict that would span generations of protoforms yeah i enjoyed that so much but it's probably being as i was a soilder class.


From the chaotic birth of insurgency emerged the inevitable destruction and devastation that echoed like a mournful symphony across our world.


As the war raged on, the Autobots faced an unimaginable decision.


The last remaining ship, the Ark was slated to depart Cybertron because of the war Cybertron started shutting down so Optimus Prime put all his hopes in going through a space bridge that was closing in on it self for a rich resource planet, in a bid to escape a dead world but the Decepticons where following them and both ships went tumbling through the portal.


Yet, the weight of our grim reality bore down upon us the Ark departed before we could reach it.


In the final moments, the Ark and the Nemesis vanished into the distant void, their lights swallowed by the cosmos.


We were left behind, a haunting reminder of being abandoned on a dead world by your leader i know were meant to never question a Prime but why not make two ships.


Our cries, our pleas for reprieve, remained unanswered, the stars above unmoved by our plight.


I stood there, Skyblaze, a young Autobot, beside the weathered frame of Voltstrike, an elder warrior who had borne witness to the rise and fall of our world.


His optics bore the weight of experience, his voice like a balm against the sting of abandonment. "It's in these moments, Skyblaze, that we forge our legacy. Our fight may be desperate, but it's not without purpose."


The chamber's dim light cast shadows upon us, but Voltstrike's words illuminated something within me. Our world had been marred by conflict, and we were left to navigate the aftermath.


As we faced the grim reality of being forsaken, I knew that our story wasn't over.


Even as the last vestiges of the ships' lights faded from view, hope glimmered in the form of resilience that, even now, Voltstrike embodied and passed on to me.


The battle for our world had become an echo in the winds of time, but our spirit, our refusal to surrender, echoed even louder. With the memory of those forsaken ships and the legacy of warriors like Voltstrike as my guide, I vowed to continue the struggle—to ensure that even in the darkest hours, the light of the Autobot cause would never be extinguished.

____
Ultra Magnus Pov:


When my ship crashed on Cybertron after the great exodus, i didn't expect the remnants of the Autobots that didn't make it in time to the Ark to still function.


The situation is bad our energon supplies are running low, the remaining Autobots are heavily injured and dying, and atop of all that, the activity near Decepticon territory has increased reminiscent of that during the great war.


If the remaining Decepticons reunited and are an organised army again, then all hope is lost. One of us needs to make the ultimate sacrifice and go to the Decepticon base and investigate what they are up to


Now i need to address the troops and find a volunteer.


As i walk into the heart of the base i stand before the Autobot troops in a dimly lit room, their weariness on there faces reflects the countless battles they've faced and survived.


Ultra Magnus: "Autobots, I stand before you with a heavy spark. Our crusade against the Decepticons has taken its toll, and many of you bear the scars of our ongoing struggle. But let me make one thing clear: our resolve remains unbreakable."


He pauses, allowing his words to sink in.


Ultra Magnus: "The Decepticons have grown bolder, something has changed 6 Stellar-Cycles ago they were shutting down like us and now their activities have intensified. and we require to know what is exactly happening there has Megatron returned, or has someone taken control over the Decepticons on Cybertron we must know for the sake of the Autobots and Cybertron."


The room ripples with a mix of determination and concern.


Ultra Magnus: "But here's the challenge we face: we're two few in number, both in resources and personnel. We need to uncover more about their plans and assess their strength before we can mount a full scale offensive."


I scan the room, my optics locking onto each and every Autobot in attendance.


Ultra Magnus: "That's where you come in. I'm here to ask for volunteers. We need a small team of skilled operatives to infiltrate the Decepticon base, gather information, and report back to us. It's a dangerous mission one that requires courage, stealth, and dedication to the Autobot cause."


My voice resonates with authority and a touch of urgency.


I hope I sounded like you Prime.


Ultra Magnus: "Who among you is willing to step up? Who will put their sparks on the line to ensure the safety of Cybertron and are home?"


The room falls into a moment of contemplative silence as the Autobots exchange glances, evaluating the risks and the importance of the task at hand.


*As the silence lingers in the room, a few Autobots exchange determined glances with one another. Among them, a young and eager bot named Skyblaze steps forward, his optics gleaming with resolve.*


Skyblaze: "Ultra Magnus sir, I'm in. I've been itching for some action, and if it means getting the jump on those Decepti-creeps, count me in."


*Ultra Magnus nods approvingly at Skyblaze's enthusiasm.*


Ultra Magnus: "Thank you, Skyblaze. Your bravery is commendable."


*Another Autobot, a seasoned warrior named Voltstrike, stands up and joins Skyblaze at the front of the room.*


Voltsrike: "Can't let the young ones have all the fun, can I? I'm in too sir."


*His gruff voice carries a mixture of determination and a hint of a smirk. Ultra Magnus gives Voltstrike an appreciative nod.*


Ultra Magnus: "Your experience will be invaluable, Voltstrike."


*Suddenly, an Autobot with a more analytical demeanor steps forward. It's Lumitron, the scientist.*


Lumitron: "While I'm not known for my combat prowess, I can provide a unique perspective on their technology and tactics. I volunteer as well."


*Ultra Magnus offers a nod to Lumitron, acknowledging the importance of a balanced team.*


Ultra Magnus: "Your insights will be crucial, Lumitron."


*As these three volunteers step forward, a ripple of energy courses through the room. More Autobots start to stand, each one compelled by the call to action.*


Autobot 1: "I'm with them!"


Autobot 2: "Count me in!"


*The room transforms into a scene of unity, where Autobot after Autobot steps forward, offering their willingness to embark on this dangerous mission.*


Ultra Magnus: "I am truly inspired by your dedication. but this team must be a small taskforce they will be tasked with infiltrating the Decepticon base, gathering intelligence, and ensuring us intelligence for are assault on the Decepticon base."


Ultra Magnus: "Thank you all for your bravery. Together, we will strike a blow against the Decepticons and defend our home."


*As the Autobots that volunteered after the first 3 sat back down and looked sad but they understood that a larger team would be easily spotted*


*The room is now filled with a sense of purpose and anticipation, as the volunteers prepare to embark on a mission that could shape the course of the war for Cybertron. Their determination shines brightly, fueled by their unwavering commitment to the Autobot cause.*


I hope they survive, i hope we all survive, Prime I wish you were here you are more of a leader than i am.


____
Skyblaze's POV:


The anticipation gnawed at my core as I stood among the chosen few, each one of us eager yet cautious.


The mission was clear: infiltrate the Decepticon territory, gather intelligence, and slip back out undetected. It sounded straightforward, but the air crackled with unease, as if the very walls of our base were warning us of the dangers ahead.


As we geared up and received our assignments, I couldn't help but steal glances at my fellow operatives. Voltstrike, his battle-worn frame a testament to his resilience, radiated a sense of calm determination. Lumitron, the analytical mind among us, meticulously checked his equipment, his optics bright with a mixture of excitement and apprehension.


Our objective was clear to gather information about the Decepticons' activities, assess their defences, and uncover any potential weaknesses. But as I strapped on my stealth gear and glanced at my reflection in the polished metal, doubt crept in. Were we truly prepared for what lay ahead? Could our small team infiltrate their stronghold and emerge unscathed?


The journey to Decepticon territory was fraught with tension. We moved in calculated silence, each step a reminder of the stakes we faced.


The landscape around us was a desolate wasteland, a mirror of the war-torn world we called home.


The once-vibrant Cybertron had been reduced to this a scarred battleground where hope clung stubbornly to life.


As we approached the outskirts of the Decepticon base, my spark pounded with a mix of anticipation and fear. The towering fortifications loomed before us, an imposing testament to the Decepticons' dominance. Voltstrike's voice, a low rumble, broke the silence. "Stay sharp and stay close. We're here to gather information, not to engage in a full-scale battle."


The shadows of the night provided us with some cover as we slipped past the sentries, our optics scanning every corner for signs of movement. We moved as a unit, a synchrony of purpose driving us forward. Lumitron's sensors worked overtime, collecting data on energy readings, fortifications, and troop movement.


As we ventured deeper into the heart of the Decepticon stronghold, the tension grew thicker, like a tightening vice around my spark. Every clang of metal, every echoing footstep, felt like a drumbeat of impending danger. We snapped photos discreetly, capturing images of Decepticon soldiers patrolling, fortified structures, and the formidable defenses that surrounded us.


Lumitron's voice crackled through our communication channel. "I've identified a structural weakness in the eastern section of the fortress. There seems to be a vulnerability in the outer shielding. If we can exploit it, we might have a chance."


A glimmer of hope ignited within me, overshadowing the unease that had been gnawing at my core. This could be the opening we needed, a chink in the Decepticon armor that might turn the tide in our favor. But even as optimism blossomed, caution remained my constant companion.


Lumitron's POV:


The tension was palpable as we moved deeper into the Decepticon territory, our movements careful and deliberate. My analytical mind was in overdrive, processing every piece of data I collected, analyzing the energy signatures, and mapping the layout of the fortress in my memory banks.


The structural weakness I had discovered could be a game-changer. The outer shielding seemed to have a flaw, a potential entry point that could provide us with a way inside. As we stealthily made our way towards that vulnerable spot, I couldn't shake off the gnawing feeling that this was too convenient.


We reached the designated area, and my optics focused on the weakness in the shielding. It was a hairline fracture, barely visible to the naked eye. Skyblaze, Voltstrike, and I exchanged glances, a silent agreement passing between us. This could be our chance to gather more information from the inside, but the risks were astronomical.


As Skyblaze carefully documented the vulnerability with his optics, Voltstrike's voice rumbled through our communication link. "Keep in mind that this could be a trap. The Decepticons are cunning, and this could be a deliberate opening to lure us in."


His caution was well-founded, and a sense of unease settled in my circuits. This wasn't just about gathering information; it was about survival. We were deep within enemy territory, and any misstep could be our last.


Voltstrike's POV:


We lingered near the structural weakness, a mixture of hope and trepidation coloring the air. Skyblaze's optics flitted between the vulnerability in the shielding and the surroundings, his youth and enthusiasm shining through even in this dire situation. Lumitron's analytical mind was our guiding light, his insights crucial to making an informed decision.


As we deliberated our next move, a shadow shifted in the distance. My optics narrowed, and I signaled for the others to hold their positions. Stealth was our greatest ally, and I needed to ensure that whatever approached us was not a Decepticon patrol or an ambush waiting to be sprung.


As the figure drew closer, my spark clenched with recognition and a sense of foreboding. It was Shockwave, his single optic piercing through the darkness like a laser. Beside him stood a massive bot, his Decepticon emblem emblazoned across his face, an ominous symbol of his allegiance.


Lumitron's voice was a hushed whisper over our communication link. "That must be the new leader they've been talking about. Shockwave and his enforcer, perhaps."


Skyblaze's fingers flexed, and I could almost feel his tension radiating from his frame. We were concealed in the shadows, but the threat before us was undeniable. This was a crossroads—one where a single misstep could lead to disaster.


The enforcer, (Drachen) exuded an air of brute strength and power. He stood as a sentinel, a living embodiment of the Decepticons' might. My thoughts raced, assessing our options, weighing the risks against the potential rewards.


Lumitron's analytical voice broke through my contemplation. "We've gathered valuable data, but it's time to withdraw. The risk of discovery is too great."


With a reluctant nod, I agreed. This mission was about gathering intelligence, not engaging in a direct confrontation. We needed to relay our findings back to Autobot Command and prepare for what lay ahead.


Skyblaze's POV:


As Shockwave and the enforcer conversed, their voices carried a cold and calculated edge. It was as if the very air around them froze in their presence. I strained to catch snippets of their conversation, my audio receptors picking up fragments of Decepticon plans and strategies.


Fear mingled with determination inside me. We were too close to the enemy, too close to the heart of their operations. Lumitron's words reverberated in my mind, a reminder that our primary objective was to gather information and report back. A direct confrontation was not part of the plan.


With Voltstrike's signal, we began to retreat, my spark still pounding from the intensity of the encounter. Our steps were measured, each one carrying the weight of our mission's success. As we distanced ourselves from the fortress, I couldn't help but cast one last glance over my shoulder, the enforcer's imposing figure etched into my memory.


Lumitron's POV:


Our withdrawal was careful and deliberate, every sensor on high alert for any sign of pursuit. The darkness was our ally once more, masking our movements as we navigated through the treacherous terrain of Cybertron.


Back in the safety of our base, I connected to the communication system and initiated a secure transmission to Autobot Command. The holographic interface flickered to life, and Ultra Magnus's stern visage materialized before us.


Ultra Magnus's voice held a mixture of concern and urgency. "Report, soldiers. What have you discovered?"


I spoke, my voice calm and composed despite the turbulence within me. "Ultra Magnus sir, this is Lumitron. We managed to infiltrate the Decepticon territory and gather significant intelligence. Our analysis reveals a structural weakness in their eastern defenses. However, we encountered Shockwave and a new enforcer, we likely suspect Shockwave to have taken the leadership role within the Decepticons on Cybertron."


Ultra Magnus's optics flared with a mix of apprehension and determination. "Your findings are crucial. Transmit all collected data immediately."


With a few swift commands, I uploaded the data we had gathered—images of fortifications, troop movements, energy readings, and the identified structural weakness. Our mission had been risky, but the potential rewards were immeasurable.


Ultra Magnus's POV:


As the data streamed in, my optics scanned the information, absorbing every detail. The structural weakness was promising, a potential opportunity to strike at the Decepticons and undermine their stronghold. But the presence of Shockwave and the enforcer added an unforeseen layer of complexity to our plans.


I addressed the team, my voice resolute.


Ultra Magnus: "Your actions have provided us with valuable insights, and your bravery is commendable. The information you've gathered will play a crucial role in our strategy moving forward."


Ultra Magnus: "However, we cannot ignore the risks you've encountered. The situation has escalated, and we must prepare for a potential confrontation with Shockwave and his enforcer."


Lumitron nodded, his analytical mind already processing the implications of our next move. "Understood, Ultra Magnus sir. Our priority was to gather information, and we've succeeded in that regard."


Ultra Magnus: "Well done. Assemble at the base immediately. We'll devise a plan based on the data you've collected. The time has come to take the fight to the Decepticons."


The transmission ended, and I was left with a heavy spark. Our path was set a final battle was inevitable, and the fate of Cybertron hung in the balance. I began to coordinate the preparations for the impending assault, knowing that every decision from this point on could shape the course of our world's destiny.


____
Shockwave's POV:


In the depths of the Decepticon base, a holographic communications device materialized before me. I stepped forward, my single optic focused and unwavering. With a calculated gesture, I activated the device, and a flickering holographic image of the Unknown Decepticon Leader's form materialized.


The Unknown Decepticon Leader's voice resonated with a powerful aura. "Report, Shockwave. What have you observed?"


My voice, devoid of emotion, conveyed the details of our encounter. "My lord, the Autobots have fallen into the trap. Our intel was accurate, and they've ventured into our territory, as expected."


The Unknown Decepticon Leader's optics bore into mine, his presence commanding respect and attention.


**Unknown Decepticon Leader:** "And what of their response? Have they uncovered our intentions?"


I provided a concise analysis of the situation. "We have gained significant data regarding their movements, defenses, and potential weaknesses. Their incursion into our territory has provided us with an opportunity to assess their strength and intentions."


The Unknown Decepticon Leader's response was a measured affirmation. "Good, Shockwave. This information will prove valuable in our future endeavors."


A surge of determination coursed through my circuits. "The Autobots will soon be wiped from Cybertron, and Cybertron shall be ours."


The Unknown Decepticon Leader's voice held a sense of calculated power. "Continue to gather intelligence, Shockwave. Our victory approaches."


With that, the holographic transmission ended, leaving me to contemplate the imminent triumph that lay ahead. The Autobots had unknowingly walked into the snare we meticulously set. The countdown to their destruction had begun, and I was entrusted with overseeing the meticulous execution of our plans.


As my single optic gleamed with intensity, I turned to ensure that every piece of the puzzle was falling into place. The Autobots' fate was sealed, and I was poised to guide the Decepticons towards victory on Cybertron.


A/N


(I hope this interlude was okay to let you know when this interlude is set in regards to the story, it's during and before LOG-03)


(I hope this was good im not good at writing dialogue and i tried to write this like a transformers episode you know when the current big bad then talks to his boss)

 

[Lillie Jones]

Thanks for the chapter
Looks like Decepticon has layered the trap for the rest of the Autobots and splintered Autobots faction sealed their fate with Cybertronian and Ultra magnus.
Decepticon, Ravage
Continue on
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[Devastator21]

After a prolonged delay, the moment has arrived—a decisive step that I've deferred for far too long.


The Omega Lock, the harbinger of Cybertron's revival, holds the promise of restoration.


This pivotal device is the key to breathing life back into our fading world.


The time has come for Shockwave and I to embark on a journey to the unforgiving Sea of Rust, to unveil the Omega Lock's secrets, and awaken its dormant power—without the need for the elusive Omega Keys.


Stepping to the edge of my throne room, a regal aura encompassing me, I take a leap of both faith and purpose. Transforming into my sleek and powerful jet form, I rocket toward Shockwave's citadel with an unwavering determination.


My gaze sweeps over Decepticon territory, taking in the transformations that have occurred beyond mere metal and circuitry.


The once ailing morale of our troops has seen a resurgence, their worn armour and outdated weaponry replaced by a renewed with new and improved weaponry and equipment.


As I soar through the skies, the landscape unfolds beneath me like a mosaic of renewed ambition. It's as if the very ground has absorbed the energy of our aspirations, sprouting new opportunities amidst the shadows of war.


The flicker of energon lights across the horizon signals the resilience of those who refuse to be consumed by chaos.


Our efforts haven't been in vain. The automated factory stands testament to our resilience, wresting itself from the clutches of reliance on Energon-based weapons.


With a calculated forcefulness, we've ushered in the era of solar power and electricity, diversifying our energy sources


In our pursuit of innovation, we've dared to venture into the realm of Synthetic Energon, testing its potency in the crucible of battle.


Approaching Shockwave's citadel, my anticipation builds.


His mind, a wellspring of genius, holds the potential to decipher the enigma of the Omega Lock.


Together, we'll forge a path toward Cybertron's renewal, harnessing its latent energy without the crutch of the Omega Keys.


It's a challenge that aligns with my goals to seek power, reshape fate, and ensure the Decepticon legacy stands unshaken.


As I touch down within the confines of Shockwave's lair, the thrum of machinery and the hum of his experiments resonate in the air.


____

Flash back:


Drachen walked purposefully past the experimental weaponry, exuding an air of authority that made even the energon cubes take notice.


Ten vehicon soldiers stood at rigid attention, their metal forms practically quivering with a mix of anticipation and anxiety.


They were about to embark on a journey that would either make them legends or cautionary tales.


With a nod that carried the weight of responsibility that has developed since he took command of the Bastion, Drachen signalled for three of the vehicons to step forward. It was like watching a conductor guide his orchestra before the performance of a lifetime.


Drachen: "Straxus, Radeon, Blaze—take the devices and demonstrate their potential."


In that moment, me and Shockwave exchanged a glance that communicated more than words ever could.


We were like two parents watching their kids perform a risky stunt: part hope, part dread, and a whole lot of praying that nothing goes awry.


And then, it happened. The kind of kaboom that would make even Warpath green with envy.


The targets evaporated, the explosion sent our brave trio soaring through the air, and I'm pretty sure I saw one of them do a somersault worthy of an Olympic gymnast


As the smoke cleared and the vehicons lay strewn across the floor like a surreal tableau of mechanoid chaos, all eyes turned to Shockwave.


His optic pulsated with a mix of surprise and suspicion, as if even he couldn't believe the level of mayhem that had just unfolded.


Drachen rushed to their side, his concern palpable. These soldiers were more than just assets; they were his soldiers and his creators legacy.


And as he examined them, it became apparent that the experimental weaponry had not only lived up to its name but had also left its mark in a rather explosive manner.


In the aftermath, Shockwave went into full-on scientist mode, whisking the injured Vehicon's away to his lab faster than a turbo-charged Velocitronian.


We watched as he tinkered, adjusted, and optimized, transforming the broken soldiers into something that could only be described as Cybertronian superheroes.


So, while the initial test had resulted in unintended acrobatics, it also showcased the raw potential of our creations.


The weaponry might have exploded like a malfunctioning starship, but it had also shown us a glimpse of what it could become with a little fine-tuning.


And now, with the first batch of vehicons evolving into PBM'S, the possibilities seemed endless.


Every vehicon, regardless of their current form, looked at those experimental devices with a mix of curiosity and newfound respect.


Lesson learned? Sometimes, a little explosion is just the prelude to a magnificent transformation as a PBM.


____

Present:


As I step into his laboratory, I find Shockwave already waiting—ever the meticulous planner, he is.


Galvatron: "Shockwave, you and I will venture to the Sea of Rust. The Omega Lock should be hidden there, masquerading as an inconspicuous building."


Shockwave: "Lord Galvatron, your intelligence is undeniable, but allow me to voice a query. While I dare not question your knowledge, I must admit that in the latter stages of the Fall of Cybertron, I was stationed in a my personal research facility, and yet I failed to identify the Omega Lock."


It's intriguing to witness Shockwave's audacity to validate my understanding, ensuring my command is based on solid ground. It's a testament to my evolution—I won't spiral into the abyss of Megatron's rule, surrounded by sycophants and boot-lickers.


Galvatron: "Shockwave, I welcome your inquiry, for it proves your dedication to accuracy. Rest assured, my awareness is infallible. Any alteration would necessitate a disruption in the timeline, a feat nearly unattainable unless orchestrated by another force—nigh impossible."


Shockwave nods, his gaze unyielding, his voice resolute.


Shockwave: "Lord Galvatron, while the odds are slim, we must acknowledge the plausibility of temporal manipulation. If you possess such an ability, logic dictates others could as well. Thus, it's crucial to establish countermeasures against any improbable yet conceivable adversities, ensuring the stability of the Decepticon Empire."


Galvatron: "Your logic is sound, Shockwave. After our foray into the Sea of Rust, continue your research unabated, but allocate resources to devise strategies against all foreseeable threats. Failure is not an option. Our search for the Omega Lock can not be further delayed."


It's an admission I've hesitated to make: I've grown complacent, overly confident. If I've traversed into this universe, there's a lurking suspicion that others might have done so as well. It's time to embody the spirit of Batman, crafting contingency plans that rival the Dark Knight himself.


And so, with the resonance of agreement, we depart.


___

With a calculated leap, Shockwave and I step out of the groundbridge, the culmination of a persistent search even with my foreknowledge—it's been a major annoyance, to put it lightly.


Instantly, Shockwave is drawn to the disguised Omega Lock, his optic flickering with a passion only he can manifest.


It's as though he's encountered a long-lost love, a sentiment I can respect.


For now, I'll grant Shockwave the indulgence, recognizing that within this dormant relic rests Cybertron's salvation.


Shockwave: "Lord Galvatron, the Omega Lock defies conventional detection. This technological marvel warrants further study. My ongoing projects can tolerate a temporary hiatus. Would this temporary divergence be acceptable, my lord?"


Galvatron: "Shockwave, take all the time you require. Unlock the cryptic knowledge of the ancients. The dawn of Cybertron's resurgence hinges upon your discoveries."


My own patience wears thin, the sensation akin to rust gnawing at my very core, a disconcerting yet impossible reality for the most advanced being in this universe.


The rusted frames of Cybertronians lying like forgotten dreams within the Sea of Rust only fuels my urgency.


One day, I'll cleanse that wasteland with fire, converting it into molten glass—a tribute to our ascendancy.


Summoning the groundbridge, I intend to depart, but a stark alert disrupts my plans.


[DECEPTICON EMERGENCY BEACON: DO YOU WISH TO ACCEPT? Y/N]


Accept, I command, my interest piqued.


[DECEPTICON IDENTIFIED: COMBINER BRUTICUS. LOCATION: 15 MILES FROM CURRENT COORDINATES]


Bruticus—a name I assumed lost after the tumultuous battle on the Ark. My memories, intertwined as both a Cybertronian and a human, fail to provide answers. Could he have survived, hidden amidst the corrosive grip of the Sea of Rust?


The possibility is intriguing. I envision their might, envision the role they can play in the newfound Decepticon Empire—a paradigm of quality over quantity. The absence of the Well of All-Sparks accentuates this necessity, driving home the significance of the elite.


With renewed resolve, determined to recruit Bruticus. In these times of shifting dominion, their prowess as a special operations unit is imperative, as crucial as the very energon that courses through our veins.

____

I initiate a groundbridge to the provided coordinates.


As the swirling vortex of the groundbridge envelops me, I experience the familiar sensation of being torn between dimensions. In an instant, I'm transported to the outskirts of the Sea of Rust—an arid landscape stretching out before me, like a barren canvas awaiting the strokes of fate.


My optics scan the horizon, and there, looming ominously, is the colossal form of Bruticus. The sight is awe-inspiring—a reminder of the formidable power that emerges when Combiners unite. The intricate dance of machinery and sentience that gives rise to these combiners is both art and science—a mastery of engineering and camaraderie.


Approaching the towering amalgamation of Decepticon might, I lower myself to the ground with an air of authority. The whir of machinery shifts to an expectant silence as Bruticus regards me, its combined form a testament to the unity of its components: Onslaught, Vortex, Brawl, Blast Off, and Swindle.


Bruticus: "Who...?"


Galvatron: "Bruticus, your Lord and Master has returned. Much has changed—I am now Galvatron. I have evolved, and I require your aid once more. Your failure on the Ark was, quite frankly, disappointing. But fear not, with time and resources, you can be improved and repaired."


The gargantuan Combiner remains contemplative, its optics scrutinizing me as if struggling to understand my intent. A moment of tension hangs in the air—the weight of history and destiny converging upon this juncture.


Bruticus: "We... serve you, Lord Galvatron, Decepticon Empire. We serve."


Galvatron: "Your loyalty shall be rewarded. However, hold on a moment. You... need help. Medical attention, now."


Bruticus inclines its form, a unanimous acceptance resonating through the individual components.


As I turn my gaze from the colossal amalgamation, I contact Drachen.


[COMMUNICATION ACCEPTED:]


[DRACHEN: CREATOR]


[GALVATRON: DRACHEN, I REQUIRE A GROUNDBRIDGE TO MY LOCATION. I HAVE A COMPANION THAT REQUIRES IMMEDIATE MEDICAL ATTENTION.]


[DRACHEN: YES, MY CREATOR, THAT SHALL BE DONE.]


[COMMUNICATION ENDED:]


____

As I await Drachen's impending groundbridge, a nagging uncertainty gnaws at me.


Upon my return to the base, I plan to delve into Bruticus's mind, unravelling the enigma of his survival.


I'll cross-reference my foreknowledge and reprogram the Combaticons to ensure their unwavering loyalty to me.


In the midst of finalizing my strategy, Drachen materializes through a groundbridge.


Drachen: "Creator, I have arrived. Is this the companion."


Galvatron: "Yes, Drachen, insure that Bruticus survives."


Stepping into the beckoning embrace of the groundbridge, I can't shake off the unease that gnaws at me, akin to having forgotten something crucial.


The explosion that rocks the base suddenly jolts my memory— The Autobot attack.


My soldiers plunge into action, and the automated defence systems activate with mechanical precision.


Navigating towards the nearby monitors, I witness Ultra Magnus and his Autobots including the Dinobots in action.


Good there all here after their sparks are extinguished Cybertron shall be mine.


I draw upon my charisma and start my speech.


"Decepticons! Today, the Autobots assail our walls, blinded by their futile ideals. Yet we stand as the architects of destiny, the masters of power. Let their efforts fuel our resolve. We remain united, unyielding. Their illusions shall shatter against our might. To victory, Decepticons!"


My rallying cry is met with cheers as the Decepticons rally, organizing themselves under Drachen's leadership.


Good now to get a Combiner on my side.


As I enter the room with the combaticons, I start to make them loyal to me by adding a couple of loyalty routines in their minds via their processors.


It's good enough for now until Shockwave comes back to finalise it.


After reactivating them, they look at me with fanatical devotion.


Onslaught: "Lord Galvatron, where do you require us."


Galvatron: "Engage the Autobots and act as a distraction while i snuff Ultra Magnus's spark out."


They nod and transform to complete their objective.


I might of messed up their minds oh well I'll leave that to Shockwave to fix.


I start making my way to the walls of the base and overlook the battle.


Drachen and the soldiers have carved a chunk out the Autobots, while the upgraded trio of vehicons engage three Autobots the spys, as i look over too Ultra Magnus and the Dinobots i see the combaticons engage them and Ultra Magnus left alone good he's mine.


Without hesitation, I transform and take to the skies, a determined course set straight for Ultra Magnus.


I target all my weapon systems to fire upon Ultra Magnus he notices and takes cover and shoots his ion blaster at me.


I channel Megatron's memories of battle and use them for myself.


I crash into Ultra Magnus and send him flying towards a destroyed building.


The ground trembles beneath the force of my power, i raise my cannon and start blasting at him.


He, of course, dodges and rushes towards me and i him.


The clash of our blows tremble throughout my frame

I feel the raw power of his blows, each strike testing the limits of my endurance.


My circuits resonate with the echoes of every hit, the sensation a symphony of pain and adrenaline


And i love it.


We dance across the battlefield, each movement a calculated manoeuvre, each strike a display of calculated precision.


He might be weaker than me, but his experience levels the playing field.


I anticipate Ultra Magnus's moves, weaving between his strikes and countering with brutal efficiency.


The battle becomes a deadly dance, a choreography of destruction.


But as much as i enjoy this battle, i must end it.


My cannon arm pulses with energy, and I unleash a barrage of blasts that create explosions of dazzling brilliance.


Ultra Magnus staggers, his frame wavering under the onslaught.


I seize the opportunity, closing the distance between us with blinding speed.



My fist collides with his chest, the impact echoing like thunder.


His systems falter, his optics flicker, and for a moment, victory seems within my grasp.


But Ultra Magnus, his resolve burning brighter than ever.


He summons his last reserves of energy, his blade stabs through my armour as if a last desperate attempt to escape.


However, with a surge of power, I channel every ounce of my strength into one final, devastating blow.


My fist pushes through Ultra Magnus's chest, the impact sending shockwaves through his frame.


His optics widen in disbelief, a mixture of surprise and resignation.


I hold his gaze, his spark flickering within his chest—a spark that once burned brightly with hope and valour.


But in this moment, his spark meets its end, crushed beneath my power.


As his life force fades, his optics dim, I pull my hand out, and Ultra Magnus falls to the ground, his body still.


I stand there disappointed with the battle, I thought Prime's second in command would put up a better fight.


But alas, i guess not. As i turn to leave the battlefield, I hear a thunderous roar.


Grimlock he disengaged from Bruticus and is now rushing towards me. Good, maybe he will put up a better fight than Magnus.


As i rush to meet Grimlock head first, his fiery sword crackles with power, and he swings it towards my head.


At that moment, I felt his vengeance to destroy me and avenge Ultra Magnus, and despite the injuries sustained during my battle with Ultra Magnus, i raised my cannon to fire at his midsection.


He crashes towards the ground, and his sword goes flying across the battlefield.


He gets up and rushes towards me again. Wow, that blast would've killed the average bot, but Grimlock just shrugged it off.


Okay, maybe i can match him in power. My body is the most advanced Cybertronian in this universe.


Galvatron: "You're rage won't be enough to defeat me, Grimlock."


My cannon pulses with energy.


Grimlock rises from the ground and stares at me with rage that would make Khorne proud.


Grimlock: "Let's see about that."


I barely dodged Grimlock's attack, I grapple with Grimlock. I could feel the strain in every fibre of my being as we grappled, a test of strength and willpower


But i can not fail. i am fighting for them, my Decepticons for a New Cybertron.


Just as it seems i would fail, a surge of power rushes through me and i send him staggering backwards i know i could not waste this moment so i raise my cannon and blast Grimlock with full power tearing through his body.


Just as i thought, i won a hand, reaches towards me, and rips my arm off.


I scream in agony


Galvatron: "Ahhhhhh."


I see a barley functioning Grimlock rise from the ground, and i ready myself.


Grimlock: "NO MORE CANNON YOU LOSE."


Galvatron: "You'll pay for that Grimlock."


As Grimlock staggers towards me, i send a final powerful strike towards Grimlock, and he falls backwards with a thud.


He lay defeated, his optics filled with defiance and vengeance.


I stagger towards him and bash in his head till there's nothing left.


Galvatron: " I told you, you would pay for that Grimlock."


As i struggle to stand, i know I've won after this. The war for Cybertron is over.


I turn my head, my right arm with my cannon is lying on the ground, emitting sparks, smoke, and leaking energon.


As i lift my head and overlook the battlefield once again.


The remaining Autobots are dead, and the Dinobots are dead. i guess they lost their focus without Grimlock, and when they saw him killed, Bruticus took advantage.


My army did exceptionally well, and even though some look worse than before, they will heal.


I see Drachen by Primus he looks magnificent. The amount of dead Autobots surrounding him is a testament to his power and skill.


Galvatron: "Decepticons on this day we have won the War For Cybertron is over and Cybertron is ours now go celebrate for tomorrow we have a world to fix."


I hear the Decepticons laugh and collect their wounded and bring them back to base, Drachen approaches me.


Galvatron: "Drachen, I require medical attention, and my arm reattached."


Drachen nods in acceptance, and as we turn to base, we hear a loud crash. we snap our heads to the sound, and it's Bruticus, and he collapsed, probably injured.


Galvatron: "And Bruticus requires medical attention also get some of the Vehicon's to haul his body back to base I require rest."


____
Shockwave Pov:


The groundbridge hummed as I arrived back at the Decepticon base. My mission to complete the data from the Omega Lock requires more of my equipment from my laboratory.


I expected the usual calm and orderly atmosphere of our fortress, but what met my optic was a sight that could only be described as... chaotic.


Shockwave: "Intriguing. It appears that in my absence, chaos has become the order of the day."


The once-majestic Bastion, a symbol of Decepticon might and authority, now bore the scars of battle.


Smoke wafted from multiple fractures in its structure, and the acrid scent of scorched metal stung my sensors.


Shockwave: "I shall have to conduct a thorough damage assessment. This is hardly acceptable."


I strode forward, my single optic locked onto a colossal heap of metal sprawled across the ground.


It was none other than Bruticus, He looked utterly defeated, limbs splayed out in an almost comical fashion.


He survived.


Shockwave: "Bruticus has evidently adopted a rather... unique form of relaxation."


But the most perplexing sight was yet to come. Galvatron, our indomitable leader, stood there, missing his right cannon arm, which had been replaced by a jagged stump emitting sparks.


Shockwave: "Ah, Lord Galvatron. It seems you've embraced the concept of... 'limbless' fashion. Quite the avant-garde choice."


Galvatron turned his steely glare toward me, his optics narrowing in irritation.


Galvatron: "Shockwave, I've had enough for one day. Spare me your observations."


Shockwave: "Of course, Lord Galvatron. I shall focus on the matter at hand."


As I conducted my analysis of the damaged Bastion, I couldn't resist the urge to mutter to myself.


Shockwave (under my breath): "Who would have thought that Galvatron would become a trendsetter in the 'one-armed tyrant' look?"


Galvatron's optics flared with annoyance, but before he could respond, a message crackled over the comms.


[COMMUNICATION RECEIVED:]

[DRACHEN: CREATOR]

[DRACHEN: I HAVE GOOD NEWS. THE AUTOMATED REPAIR DRONES HAVE BEEN ACTIVATED, AND WE SHALL HAVE THE BASTION BACK TO OPTIMAL FUNCTIONALITY IN NO TIME.]


Galvatron: "Excellent, Drachen. Proceed with all haste."


Shockwave: "It appears, Lord Galvatron, that our predicament is being addressed. Could you fill me in as to what happened while i was gone."


Galvatron: "Indeed, Shockwave. Our base got attacked by the Autobots including Ultra Magnus and the Dinobots they cease to function obviously and we won the War on Cybertron but we did not go unscathed, I require you to help reprogram the Combaticons to be loyal to me and help lead affairs whilst i recover."


With that, Galvatron turned to leave


Now, i split my attention to overseeing the repair efforts, and I resumed my analysis of the Bastion's damage.


In this moment, i regret coming back.


A/N


(So what do you guys think? i tried my best with this. i hope it was good if you guys have any questions ask, and I'll respond as quickly as i can.)

 

[bannerlord181]

Shockwave: "Ah, Lord Galvatron. It seems you've embraced the concept of... 'limbless' fashion. Quite the avant-garde choice

Click to shrink...

This is shockwave?

 

[Lillie Jones]

thanks for the chapter
Continue on
Cheers!

 

[Devastator21]

This is shockwave?

Click to shrink...

Galvatron did something to his brain to slowly release the Empurata

 

[Devastator21]

The battlefield was a cacophony of chaos and warfare.


The air was thick with the stench of burning metal and the deafening roar of weaponry.


Drachen led the Decepticons into the fray, carving a path of destruction and victory against the Autobot troops.


His resolve was unwavering, and his crimson optics ablaze with determination.


From Drachen's vantage point, he identified Autobot leading the troops in the absence of Ultra Magnus.


And it looks like are Autobots are planning a counter offensive with a squadron of Autobots.


Drachen's comms crackled to life, receiving a report from one of his lieutenants.


"Commander Drachen, the Autobots are preparing for a counteroffensive with a squadron of their best warriors. They seem determined to turn the tide of this battle."


Drachen swiftly transmitted his orders to his troops.


Drachen: "Reinforce the line ensure the counteroffensive is not successful we can not allow the Autobots to regain their footing, victory is within our grasp."


He knew that defeating the leader would break the morale of the Autobot troops and ensure the victory of the battle for the Decepticons.


As the Decepticons braced for the impending Autobot assault, the battlefield became a crucible of conflict.


While the Combaticons engage the Dinobots the clashing of metal, the thunderous blasts of weaponry.


Drachen knew that this battle was pivotal for Cybertron, and he was determined to emerge victorious for the Decepticons, no matter the cost for the creator.


The Autobots charge into the Decepticon lines and the impending battle unfolded with a fury, Autobots and Decepticons locked in combat.


Drachen overlooked the battlefield and saw where the lines were about to break and charged in there ripping and destroying Autobots like a god of destruction.


Screams echoed from the Autobots that had the unfortunate pleasure of meeting Drachen.


As Drachen was finishing off the Autobots in this area he got blasted at.


He turned his head and saw the Autobot commander.


The bot was nearly as tall as himself. It looked strong, heavy weaponry, and it was a flight based cybertronian.


Quakejaw: "Decepticon my name is Quakejaw and this day you shall die for the Autobot cause."


Drachen looked at Quakejaw and shoot foward ripping into the Autobot and killing Quakejaw instantly.


Drachen: "Why would you speak when fighting it's just illogical."


As the other Autobots see their commander fall so quick and brutally, they start to run.


Autobot soldier 1: "RUN WERE SCRAPED."


While some stayed to fight.


Autobot soldier 2: "FOR THE AUTOBOT CAUSE."


Drachen signalled the troops to advance and destroy the Autobots.


Drachen: "Advance Decepticons victory is within our grasp."


The Decepticons rush out of their fortifications and rushed foward slaughtering the Autobots.


As this was happening Drachen saw Straxus,Radeon and Blaze engage in a battle with the Autobot spy's from before.

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Straxus Pov:


How much worse can this day get, first the Autobots attack and now I'm being attacked personally by this old bot called Voltstrike like who announces their own name while trying to kill someone.


By trying i mean with my new body gotta thank Shockwave for that, it's literally impossible to get damaged unless you deliberately do so.


Oh yeah I've been dodging for this entire fight and shooting pot shoots at the bot, he doesn't like that.


Voltstrike: "STOP DODGING ME YOU FRAGGING DECEPTICON


Honestly I'm getting bored i guess i should end it and link back up with Radeon and Blaze.


As Voltstrike reloads i rush foward and with a quick motion decapitate him.


Straxus: "Oh well time to check up on Radeon and Blaze."


A massive explosion goes off in the distance.


Straxus: "Radeon what did you do now."

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Radeon Pov:


Have I told anyone i love explosions it's the best thing in the world.


The smells and aroma of it ah it's perfection.


I gotta thank Shockwave for this body it's perfect I'm so strong now and i turn into a tank I love it.


Radeon gets shot at.


Radeon turns around to the barley functioning Autobot called Skyblaze in anger.


Skyblaze weakly shoots again and says defiantly.


Skyblaze: "You won't win Con, Ultra Magnus will win."


Radeon looks at Skyblaze and picks him up theb point's at a dead Ultra Magnus.


Radeon: "You mean that Ultra Magnus, the same one who got brutally killed by Lord Galvatron."


Radeon watches the defiant Autobots face drain of colour and Radeon enjoys it the look of despair and sadness etched upon Skyblaze's face.


Skyblaze: "No it can't be..... Ultra Magnus."

As Radeon is getting bored of this he decides to end this by the best and most exciting way he knows a explosion.


As Radeon set's Skyblaze down facing in the direction of Ultra Magnus's dead body he then chuck's all of his spare explosions around and on the Autobot.


He steps back and admirers his work and then he transform into his alt-mode and starts charging up his tank barrel to 100%.


Radeon: "Goodbye Autobot, thanks for playing with me."


Skyblaze turns his head and looks at Radeon in shock.


Skyblaze: "Your insane, I can't wait to die."


As Radeon's fires a massive beam fires out of the barrel and towards Skyblaze and as soon as it connects a massive explosion engulfs the area.


And Radeon goes flying and bashes into a wall hard.

____

Straxus Pov:


As i finally make my way to Radeon's location it looks like a antimatter bomb went off


By Primus what did Radeon do.


After searching for awhile i find a tank lodged into a wall and i pull it out.


The vehicle transforms it's Radeon he's pretty banged up and looking sheepish at Straxus.


Straxus: "By the All-Spark Radeon i thought you offlined, but no you're in a wall, by the way did you fully charge your cannon you know we were warned not to do that are sparks are still adapting to our new bodies you could've died."


Radeon looks down in shock.


Radeon: "I didn't mean to worry you, i just got to excited about the explosion and i thought my frame could handle it, I promise to never do something like that again."


Straxus looks at Radeon and then sighs.


Straxus: "All right let's go find Blaze and link up with Commander Drachen."


Radeon nods


Straxus and Radeon transform head towards Blazes location.


Radeon: "So how was you're fight with the Autobot? Anything interesting for me, it was boring it ended quickly."


Radeon asks curiously, Straxus looks at him and answers.


Straxus: "No not really it was boring and the old bot Voltstrike was so annoying."

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Blaze Pov:


Flying is so fun.

And killing Autobots obviously I'm so fast now Shockwave's a genius.


My body is like an actual seekers body i guess i kinda look like blast off i guess but I'm way cooler. My new body is so much better than my old one who knew if you wanted a new body play around with synth-en.


But this fight is getting boring, Lumitron is this Autobots name but he just keeps on putting a force-field around him and then whenever i start to charge my missiles he opens fire.


I call hax.


Lumitron: "It's statistically impossible to win, just surrender."


Blaze: " What, you're losing the battle, Ultra Magnus ceases to function."


Blaze starts firing all of his weapons around the ground of Lumitron to disrupt the forcefield.


Lumitron then gets knocked off the ground.


Blaze then rushes towards Lumitron and crashes into him and the forcefield flickers giving Blaze the chance to activate his energon blade and then slices and dices into the Autobot.


Blaze: "Good riddance."


Lumitron collapses on the floor dead.


Blaze sits down and rests.


Blaze hears a two vehicles near him, Blaze transforms and lands infront of Straxus and Radeon.


Blaze: "Hey guy's what's up."


Straxus and Radeon transform and Straxus looks at him with a deadpan expression.


Straxus: "Honestly you and Radeon have to stop going off on you're own we're not Lord Galvatron or Commander Drachen."


Blaze and Radeon look down in embarrassment.


Radeon: "I promise we won't do this again, can we go back to Commander Drachen and fight some more."


Straxus looks at Radeon in exasperation and Blaze looks at Radeon in embarrassment.


Blaze: "Straxus i apologise that we split off and im pretty sure if we sticked together we would've handled the Autobots quicker."


Straxus looks at them both and nods then transforms and then heads off to Drachen's location.

____


While Straxus, Radeon and Blaze were having there fights.


Drachen saw Ultra Magnus get killed ordered all his troops to advance faster and push the advantage.


Drachen split the Decepticon army into two battle groups, all in the locations of the battles.


To the battle with Bruticus and the Dinobots and the other two to reinforce the charge.


As Drachen overlooked the battlefield, he saw Grimlock charge towards Lord Galvatron or the Creator for Drachen.


And Drachen watches Galvatron brutally kill Grimlock while losing his arm.


Straxus, Radeon, and Blaze arrive right in front of Drachen.


Drachen: "Good, you're here. Go and reinforce Bruticus and ensure the Dinobots are destroyed."


They nod and follow Drachen's orders.


Drachen decided to grab some metal and impale some Autobots.

Drachen
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Galvatron Pov:


Getting the Bastion repaired took a bit longer than preferable but it was expected this is the first time we have had a battle since all the reorganisation efforts.


The automated drones repaired all superficial damage to the Bastion, Drachen and Shockwave both worked respectively Drachen attended the wounded while Shockwave worked on reprogramming the combaticons and finalizing synthetic energon.


Also I sent an order to recycle the Autobots outside the base and retrieve their weapons to see if they can be repaired for Decepticon use.


My thoughts are pulled to the present as i feel my pain receptors flair as my joints and mechanical gears, as my arm is reattached.


I see Shockwave look at me in concern well as much as he can show.


Shockwave: "Lord Galvatron are you all right."


I turn my head slowly at Shockwave and reply.


Galvatron: "I'm fine Shockwave just a bit of pain I'm fine."


Shockwave nods.


Shockwave: "Lord Galvatron your procedure has been completed if you have need of me i shall be in my lad finishing the synthetic energon formula."


I nod and leave the medical lab.


____


As i walk around the Bastion i review my performance of my fight with Ultra Magnus and Grimlock.


And I realised that i need to train myself as i relied to heavily on the collective memories of Megatron while and impressive combatant i wish to be better and i cannot do that while i rely on my cannon and strength i fought like a brute not the warrior i strive to be.


I need a melee weapon to negate my overuse of my cannon as im thinking that a imagine of a blazing red sword pops to mind Grimlock's sword yes that will do.


With a sword i can refine both fighting styles of Megatron and Galvatron respectively and use some of my human memories to pick and chose some martial arts to take.


I still need to work on my hand to hand just incase i have no weapon but for now, yes that will do.


I transform into my jet mode and take off to my throne at the Nexaraxis Dominium.


____

As I go through the files that Drachen sent me.


Our energon stores while being half full it's going to get low in a manner of Stellar-Cycles with all ongoing projects.


I need to go to the Echelon Citadel and work with Shockwave on Synthetic Energon if Shockwave hasn't already finished it.


I transform into my jet mode and take off while i could take a groundbridge i prefer flying.


As i overlook my domain i see movement from the automated drones following my orders to collect the Autobot weapons and recycle the Autobots.


I feel slightly disappointed at myself I probably could've diplomatically talked down the Autobots but i didn't and to be honest to myself i didn't want to.


I need to prove myself to my Decepticons and to myself that i have what it takes to lead and fight.


It was just the easiest and simplest way to rid myself of my doubt and win the undying loyalty of my troops.


It has been proven in history that the easiest way to stabilise a region is to crush and completely destroy any opposing force.


While im not saying that it is right or good and i am saddened for the death of my fellow Cybertronian's it's all for a better future for a new Cybertron.


____

As I enter Shockwave's laboratory i see Shockwave working at a monitor.


He turns to me and point's at the nearly completed synthetic energon formula.


Galvatron: "Good work Shockwave but there a few mistakes nothing terrible but a few small mistakes."


Shockwave looks at me and then looks back over the formula.


Shockwave: "Indeed it seems i apologise Lord Galvatron."


I wave off his apology and get to work fixing all the mistakes and upping the efficiency while completely negating any possible side affects.


And while I'm doing this Shockwave is watching very intently seeing the changes being done.


Shockwave: "Lord Galvatron the changes you have implemented it's not like anything i predicted."


I turn around finished and look at Shockwave.


Galvatron: "Shockwave you by yourself took the idea of synthetic energon and nearly completed it yourself all i did was bring a new set off optics, now Shockwave i want you to start synthesis the synthetic energon and start slowly replacing all internal and external systems with synthetic energon and when we run out of energon then replace it with synthetic energon."


Shockwave nods and looks a little bit emotional.


Shockwave: "Thank you lord Galvatron and I shall get to work immediately."


I nod and then transform into my jet mode and take off from Shockwave's citadel.


____

1 Orbital-Cycle later (1 month)


For the past month everything has gone fine literally everything besides us are now running on synthetic energon.


Shockwave has done brilliantly and hr should be proud of himself if he can even feel that yet.


I finally went to see Drachen and I'm so proud of my little boy only like 7 months old and he's already a badass.


____

Flashback:


I see Drachen from a distance and i see him helping some vehicons move some equipment.


And i then decide to land right infront of Drachen because why not now Drachen knew what was going to happen as he looked nervous while the 3 vehicons jumped backwards in fright.


Drachen: "Creator how are you."


I ignored Drachen and rushed at him with the speed of a freight train and gave him the biggest bear hug in history.


Galvatron: "My little boy you made me so proud the way you staked those Autobots outside the base was perfection."


As i tightened my hug i started hear Drachen's frame creaking from the pressure.


Drachen: "Creator i can't breathe."


I then tighten it more and i see Drachen's head drop in embarrassment.


Then drop Drachen from the hug and he transform's and speeds off.


I then hear a chuckle escape a vehicon's voice box.


I snap my head and glare at them i see a Vehicon smack another one across the head.


That same Vehicon steps up and looks at me.


Vehicon soldier 1: "My Lord i apologise for the idiot over there."



The Vehicon rubbing his head looks down in embarrassment and shame.


I then look at the Vehicon who laughed.


Galvatron: "What is you're name soldier."


He looks up and responds.


Steve: "Steve Sir."


What.


My cannon pulses with energy as my temper flares i raise my cannon and look at them wirh a menacing glare.


Galvatron: "You have cleaning duty for as long as i say so you will clean with the drones and scrub down every nock and crany of this base is that understood."


All 2 vehicons: "Yes sire."


And the leader of the group mutters: "By Primus i will deactivate you one day Steve."


No one interrupts my time with boy.


____

I did embarrass him alot and he transformed and sped off, pretty funny.


Now i know you're curious about hey Galvatron what have you been doing this past month.


Training i tell you combining the fighting styles of Megatron with human and one fictional style.


Now i know you're wondering why I've done this well first the og Galvatron didn't use any melee weapon or when he did he used it as a baseball bat.


While Megatron actually used a variety of melee weapons during his time in the gladiatorial pits.


But one thing we both loved using is a sword.


Yes i took Grimlock's sword it wasn't like he was using it.


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Flashback:


As i enter the room were the collected weapons and equipment from the Autobots that weren't damaged are.


I start going throught the crate i see a couple of ion blasters, some energon blades oh im taking those because why not, a sub par cannon, a couple of mines, pistols.


After a couple of minutes i found it and it was glowing ready to unleash destruction upon it's enemies.


And i then put back the other weapons because I'm a nice guy.


I then pick up the sword and do a couple of swings and i gotta tell you it's brilliant.


But i do need some modifications like the handle and i need to replace the energon with synth-en to hopefully cut my enemies like Bayverse Prime.


____


So for the past month since I've been training making my own style and I gotta tell you it's pretty good.


And sparring with Drachen,Bruticus and the combaticons were insightful i mean i didn't lose but the point of the sparring wasn't to win it was to prefect my fighting style.


I used Megatron's sword style as the base and added some human elements and now this sounds stupid but i added Darth Vader's style of Lightsaber combat.


While i had to replace some elements of it it worked i mean the results speak for itself i thrashed Drachen then the combaticons and after a fair bit of recovery Bruticus and that was hard i took alot of damage but i won and because i didn't pay attention most of the decepticons were there sitting and cheering like a gladiatorial match but without the killing obviously.


And i felt a very small bit of pride in myself and i decided to have a small area of the Bastion turned into a gladiatorial arena with the rules being if you knock out your opponent then you won but you can give up.


I figured it would help the soldiers not get bored and start messing around.


Oh i also have started working on my cqc combat I've used the energon blades i found upgraded them and had then put in my arms with them i don't have to worry.


In my cqc I've implemented a mix between my hands with my cannon so when i blast someone i then thrust my fist through the weak spot.


Now that I'm done talking about me let's go to what Shockwave's done.


Well he's been a busy bot as Shockwave finished the synth-en we now are able to enhance our projects.


So Project Predacon is going to be stronger than the og timeline now don't worry about Predaking going all disloyal Shockwave and I made sure there's no possibility of that happening.


While on the other hand the Omega Lock should be operational in about 5 to 6 months as we need to get the All-Spark as well and Shockwave is starting on reactivating a spaceport.


Did you know the Decepticon warship that we see in tfp were extremely common during the War on Cybertron even though the Nemesis is Trypticon is is more advanced then them they could of used a better alt-mode but hey I'm not planning on using that build nah.


I've been playing around on the holographic monitors around my throne and let me tell you even though Megatron and Galvatron didn't pay close attention to overseeing the plans for the Decepticon warships a quick glance is enough to build a model scale of it in my mind where i can discard parts and replace them.


It's pretty fun to do that when Unicron upgraded my body the og Galvatron didn't use it to It's full capability.


I got the rough plans for three ships two of them are going to be used for anything like and they can be upgraded by the captain of the ship by doing well in missions and then my flagship my pride and joy It's going to be a monster of a ship when built while not being what i wanted i realised that if i built the original now i would burn through every single resource i have.


So i have to wait but it's still not a bad flagship.


And you can't tell me that decepticon ships are not aesthetically pleasing.


Moving on i know the All-Spark is at the Theta Scorpii star system but it is extremely dangerous area filled with plasma storms and asteroids i could theoretically go there myself but there is like a 100% chance i might die or get lost.


And I'm not confident enough to leave my Decepticons by themselves they have grown alot bigger.


We have 10,000 automated drones all spread out across the Bastion and the Nexaraxis Dominium and the Echelon Citadel and we also have 10,000 vehicons spread across three locations and 5000 of them are ground and seeker bots.


We do have a vehicon factory online producing 500 a month and that's also including equipment.


For the moment I've split my forces in three equal groups when we get Cybertron activated those three groups will be the beginning of there own cities.


In the future i plan to collect the Iacon relics so me and Shockwave and figure out how it works and i need to let Shockwave figure out a way to stop Primus and Unicron from interfering with our species.


But for now everything is going to plan.


____


5 Orbital-Cycles Later (5 Months)


I'm exhausted I've been itching for anything I've finished my ship schematics.


I've trained and trained sparred with everyone i imagine they thought it was training.


I have split the combaticons to teach and play war games with the vehicon's.


Drachen, Onslaught and Straxus are working together they actually are friends now Onslaught assists Drachen and Straxus follows along.


____


Galvatron training montage:


Radeon and Brawl are now hanging out with each other they have trained and fought each other all across the Bastion and it has been a headache for Drachen, Onslaught and Straxus.


____


Radeon and Brawl:



Radeon is beating some of the heavy duty vehicons and is getting bored.



Radeon: "I'm so bored i wish i could blow something up."



Radeon then hears a voice speak from across the arena.



Brawl: "I wish there was still some Autobots to chrush but i guess you will do."



Radeon turns to Brawl and smirks they both rush at each in the ensuing battle half of the arena was destroyed and the rest was covered in sorch marks.



Brawl looks at Radeon from the floor.



Brawl: "You know that was fun but do you know what else is fun explosion's."



Radeon who is on the floor too looks at Brawl and i swear to Primus his eyes were shining.



Radeon: "You know what i think this going to be the start of a beautiful friendship."



Just before Brawl could answer Drachen, Onslaught and Straxus entered the arean and as soon as Brawl and Radeon see them they both nod and transform out of there.



The last thing they hear is a incoherent scream of rage from the distance.



____


Blaze, Vortex and Blast Off are training the vehicon seeker's and they have bonded over there shared love of flying.


Training with Blaze, Vortex and Blast Off:


Blaze is flying around instructing the vehicon seeker's in maneuvers.


Blaze: "Come on follow what I'm doing this is easy."


As Blaze is saying that a the seeker's behind him are struggling to keep up as they have to dodge attacks from Vortex and Blast Off.


A seeker got blasted out of the air and landed harshly on the ground.


Blast Off and Vortex laugh.


Blaze: "Dammit Dodge !!."


Blast Off and Vortex laugh even louder.


____


I'm quite proud of how far my Decepticons have come when i first came here they were barely functioning but now there thriving and they are stronger than ever.


Megatron when he abandoned these soldiers that was one of his biggest mistakes.


I know by the time of season one of tfp Megatron lost most of his army either he left them on different parts of the galaxy that's unacceptable.


There's so much to do but so little time.


[SYSTEM INFROM DRACHEN TO COME TO MY LOCATION]


[AS YOU WISH]


I wait a few moments and a groundbridge opens up infront of me and Drachen exits, and he kneels infront of me.


Drachen: "Creator I have arrived what do you require of me."


I take a few seconds and then i look at Drachen seriously.


Galvatron: "Drachen I have a mission of extreme importance I require you to order all decepticons to salvage any resources and material from Cybertron, I require indepth searches to find any lost technology or stasis pods, I need this done immediately if possible."


Drachen looks at me and looks at me in such loyalty I'm a bit afraid.


Drachen: "I shall do so immediately Creator i will not fail you."


I look at Drachen in exasperation.


Galvatron: "Drachen you have never failed me you are my proudest creation nothing else shall replace you, now go complete this mission and maybe we'll have a movie night."


Drachen looks at me nods and leaves immediately through a groundbridge.


I guess that's done now I'm gonna go design some new PBM'S and ships.


I can't wait to play with the Predacon imagine riding it into battle.


In a month's time just a month i can wait a month can't i yeah.