The Fall of the House of Primus

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Cast

Narrator

Ancient Prime #1 (male or female)

Ancient Prime #2 (male)

Ancient Prime #3 (female)

Bumblebee

Chromia

Elita One

Optimus Prime

Ratchet

Rodimus Prime

Shockwave

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Narrator: Winter had come to Iacon, a bleak, wearying winter bringing strong winds and acid rain down from the Cybertronian skies. And in the outskirts of the once great city, now stained by eons of war, a lone vehicle moved through the empty streets and out into the wastelands, where the urban canyons were replaced by the dead trunks of crystal trees, and the metal streets gave way to pools of stagnant water.

Bumblebee: I wonder why Optimus Prime summoned me. It's been ages since he took refuge in the House of the Primes, leaving us Autobots nearly leaderless.

Narrator: The tiny scout sped along, eventually coming to a house standing alone some distance from Iacon. While large and grandiose, it appeared to be crumbling and in need of much repair. Indeed, sections of it had already fallen into the swamp surrounding the manor. But in its state of decay, it still maintained an air of respectability and grandeur, for this was the House of the Primes.

Bumblebee: I'm finally here, the ancient home of our leaders. It sure is dark and dismal though.

Narrator: Our intrepid protagonist approached the door, and as it opened he was met by a familiar face.

Bumblebee: Ratchet! Good to see you, old friend.

Ratchet: (pleased) Bumblebee, It's good to see you too. I haven't seen you since that time we found you overcharged and offline in Wheeljack's laboratory.

Bumblebee: Yes... (coughs) About that...

Ratchet: Look, Bumblebee, thank you for coming all the way out here. I'm afraid though that this may not be the happy reunion you had hoped for.

Bumblebee: Ratchet?

Ratchet: (sighing) Bumblebee, Optimus is dying.

Bumblebee: What? Again?

Ratchet: It's different this time. I think it might be for good.

Bumblebee: Oh surely something will bring him back when the writers decide to jump the shark again.

Ratchet: (sadly) I know you're the plucky and optimistic character in this, but I'm sure this time not even a well-timed pep-talk or a new toy release will do anything to help.