Beeps and Buzzes

🌒 ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 3

　　　　

"This is incredible..." uttered Carly, completely in awe of this secret facility.

Ushered over to grated metal stairs, monitored closely by armed escorts, all of you watched on in anticipation. Sam leant over the railing, watching keen-eyed as Optimus approached an inactive Sentinal Prime. In servo floated a prism shaped object, best known as the Matrix.

On one hand, it was incredible to witness this once more. Yet, unease slowly claws away your good conscience; "I don't feel good about this... bringing back a guy who's been dead for perhaps centuries? It feels wrong"

Nobody moved to argue, or outright agreed, solely focused on events.

"Sentinel Prime, we bid you return" Optimus rammed the Matrix into Sentinel's chassis.

In tandem, blue radiated from underneath your Prosthetics plating (you only noticed thanks to having hyper-awareness of yoyr alien limb). Glow considerably duller that of its kin which reignited Sentinel's cold dead Spark, it petered out in an as equally underdramatic fashion. .

The red mech spluttered - you immediately looked up! - indicating revival a success.

Launching forwards, bringing Optimus to the floor with a battlecry. Sword scraping against Optimus's faceplate, whilst your current prime tried desperately to reach his old mentor:

"no! Sentinel, stop! It is I, Optimus Prime!!" trying to keep his head from being severed, Optimus kept his helm firmly against the floor "you are alright, Sentinel, you are safe,"

You had escaped past the soldiers, clattering down to the lower tier. Sam and Carly moments behind you, sharing expressions of dread.

"There is nothing to fear. We are here. You are home, Sentinel"

In the corner of your peripheral, you noticed that both Mearing and Lennox had exited their little viewing box. Possibly as they deemed the immediate danger over, or because Mearing wanted to shriek laws at the awoken Prime just as much as Lennox wanted to prevent a murder.

Looking around, alarm clear on his faceplate. In a raspy voice that hadn't been heard in so long, spoke "the war... the war!"

"the war was lost. Cybertron is nothing but a barren wasteland. We have taken refuge here on Earth. Its human race is our ally"

"My ship... we came under fire. The Pillars ... where are the Pillars?!"

"You managed to save five of them. Including the Command Pillar"

"Only five!" Sentinel cried, optics going wide as despair hit him, tone turning angry "we once had hundreds!"

Like ear sandpaper, Mearing interrupted. Stood right by Sentinel's shoulder, trying to assert authority "excuse me, gentlemen!" giving off all the terror of a tiny chichihua "may I ask, what is this technology you are looking for?"

Turning around, more startled by the tiny size of humanity than her immediate attempt at dominance, Sentinel replied once facing the Director head on "it is the ability to reshape the Universe. Together the Pillars form a Space Bridge. I designed, and I alone, can control it. It defies YOUR laws of physics, to transport matter through time and space"