Allies

Masters

Chapter 12

A/N: Hey everyone! Welcome back! I'm glad to see y'all're enjoying the story and I hope this new chapter's up to y'all's expectations. Anyways, I'm just the writer, my friend owns Emerald, and all the other characters belong to Hasbro or DC.

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"'Bee/Soundwave"

Telepathy

Autobot Base, July 13, 12:45PDT

The main hangar of the base was unusually quiet as Ratchet typed on his monitor, filling out the data for the new medical files for the Young Justice League as Flash so eloquently named it. He was grateful for the silence, it meant he wasn't going to be distracted by overly excitable human younglings or have to worry about another of Bulkhead's mishaps.

However, the silence did make him take notice that the typing at another station nearby had stopped for some time now. Glancing over, he could see Optimus resting his chin against his knuckles, the Prime appearing to be lost in thought as he looked over the same report he'd been working on for the past joor.

"Optimus, why so glum?" Ratchet spoke up, stepping away from his station to stand by his friend. "This planet, all planets, are finally free from Megatron's tyranny."

Prime gave a low sigh, "I do not disagree, Ratchet. It's just...a small part of me hoped to change Megatron's mind, not extinguish his spark."

Ratchet rolled his eyes, of course that was what Prime was brooding about. "Optimus, his vileness was not slain by your hand, but by his own twisted arrogance!" he scoffed. "And I know Solarflare is probably saying the exact same thing!"

Beside him, Prime flared his own EM field in a quiet warning.

It wasn't threatening, no; Ratchet knew what the Prime's EM field felt like when Optimus was truly pissed, and it was an experience he could go the rest of his life without repeating. This was more of...a reminder to think through the situation and keep a cool head.

Ratchet would admit, he never liked Megatron. He tolerated the man when he and Optimus were friends, but something about him had always rubbed him the wrong way. However, that dislike quickly turned to hate after the Youth Sectors. Yet, even then, had Optimus brought him a dying Megatron and asked him to save his life, Ratchet would've. That only changed after Tyger Pax. After that nightmare, Ratchet swore that even if the warmonger was dying in front of him, he wouldn't even grant the man a painless death.

In fact, he'd probably twist the knife for good measure.

Especially since he was the reason their planet was all but dead.

Optimus, however, had always been rather...touchy about the subject of Megatron. Granted, it shouldn't have been surprising, the pair had been close friends. Not to mention there was the little detail that the infernal warmonger was the brother of Optimus's own mate. But still, after what happened to Bumblebee...he figured Megatron's death would be something to celebrate.

However, as much as it pained him to admit it, Optimus was likely devastated about the loss. Even if he didn't openly show it. Megatron had once been his friend and brother, someone he trusted with his life and the life of his mate. Of course, some part of himwould still hope the man he knew was still in there somewhere.

"I'm sorry. I know you three had quite a history."

"Yes," Optimus acknowledged, "but the Megatron we once fought beside, perished eons ago." The Prime sighed, leaning back in his seat with a grim frown, "The Decepticons may be in disarray but they aren't without leadership. It will not take long for word of Megatron's demise to spread throughout his ranks, and many of the fleet captains will not take well to Starscream's takeover; it's likely some will try to initiate hostile takeovers themselves. He will do something to cement his station as the new head of the Decepticons, and while Starscream is no Megatron, he is far from predictable."