Beast Wars Prime

A Siege and a Coup

Here it is folks, the last chapter of the second arc of Beast Wars Prime. First and foremost, a shoutout to Chronolocked, who suggested the upgrade Optimus will receive in this chapter.

Ducking into an alcove near Shockwaves' lab, Punch transformed back into Counterpunch. "Agent Counterpunch reporting in. The news is not good, the Decepticons have perfected the cybermatter formula and will be ready to begin in less than twelve Earth hours." He began. "Like my last few transmissions, I am encoding the current location of the Nemesis as well as her speed and heading. It should be enough to get a rough idea of our location for space bridge coordinates."

He gave a heavy sigh. "I can only wait an additional few hours before I will be forced to reveal myself as a spy and attempt to stop the operation myself. I hope it doesn't come to that as my chances of success would be slim and odds of survival nil. On the chance that this is my last transmission, it has been an honor." With that he transformed back into Punch and went back to work.

Tarantulas shook his head as he listened in on Counterpunches' transmission. He'd bugged the spy's' comm days ago and heard every single transmission he made. "And they called me a drama prime." He scoffed as he finished adjusting the vials of CNA.

"Dramatic as it may be, it is necessary that the Autobots find the ship, yes." Galavar replied as he lifted the Dark Matrix of Chaos. "For our takeover to begin, Megatron must be eliminated, and the best way to do that is to set him against Prime. If we're lucky he'll be killed and the Prime badly hurt, leaving us to pick off the winner and any stragglers." He turned to Tarantulas. "Are you ready to begin?"

Tarantulas nodded enthusiastically as he finished recalibrating the energy projector. "At once, you need only lay on the berth, and we can begin."

Galavar nodded and did so, holding the dark matrix to his chest as Tarantulas connected the CNA vials to him via tubing. "Then let us begin, the sooner the procedure is complete, the sooner a new glorious age can begin, yes."

Nodding, Tarantulas engaged the synthetic enigma frequency and trained the projection laser right over the matrix and Galavars' spark. "Fair warning, this won't hurt a little bit." He cackled.

"I am not unused to pain, no." Galavar replied.

"As you wish." Tarantulas cackled again as he pulled the power switch.

The energy of the enigma frequency slammed right through the dark matrix and into Galavars' spark as the vials of CNA emptied into him. Galavar gave a scream of agony as the various elements of the experiment mixed and combined, the dark energon twisting both Megatron and Scourges' CNA as well as his own into a new mutated form. He felt the sensations as his body began to break and reshape itself while the dark matrix sank into his chest and merged with his very spark. He barely made out the sounds of Tarantulas cackling like a mad mech before the pain caused him to black out.

Optimus Prime looked over the assembled Autobots and Maximals in the lost light. "Autobots." He began. "Our time to strike is at hand. We recently learned from our deep cover agent aboard the Nemesis that Megatron has relocated and rebuilt the Omega Lock onboard the warship." He explained, watching the Maximals' reaction out of the corner of his optic.

"Woah, woah, woah, wait up. You mean we have a bot on the inside?" Jack exclaimed.

Allison snorted. "A robot in disguise, in disguise. Go figure."

Miko scoffed. "Been there, done that. You should've met Makeshift."

"Indeed." Optimus answered. "We only recently became aware of him, and he has proven to be a viable source of information. He was the one who provided the location of the Predacon lab facility and recovered the enigma of combination."