Beast Wars Prime

The Final Conflict Pt.2

Here we are, the penultimate chapter of Beast Wars Prime. I can't believe it's been nearly four years since I started writing this story (on FF.net) and yet, over 350k words later, here we are. I thank you all who stuck with me through it from beginning to end. Now, let's see if I can make this finale epic. Bon appetite true believers.

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From his vantage point over the battle at Iacon, Galvatron watched as Unicrons' Sweeps matched the defenders of Cybertron. Neither side seemed to be making any true headway over the other. He wasn't worried though. The Sweeps were a relentless fighting force incapable of feeling pain or exhaustion whereas the resistance would eventually run down and be exterminated from the Titans to the Mini-cons.

"It's only a matter of time now. Yes." He said to himself as he scanned the battlefield for Optimus Prime. Aside from the 'deal' he now had with Unicron, he knew that the death of their leader would be a crippling blow to morale. It would be nearly as good as when he would kill Arcee.

His attention was soon drawn to the empty Well of All Sparks near the city. From its' dark depths, a brick shaped ship rocketed out of it, headed straight for the stars. The thrum of the Dark Matrix in his chest clued Galvatron in onto who would be aboard.

"Trying to save yourself Prime?" He asked to himself. "A shred of common sense at long last. It won't save you however. No." He trained his fusion cannon on the Grandus and fired several shots. Angrily, he watched the ship swerved and rolled to avoid the blasts.

Growling in frustration, Galvatron turned to the newest wave of Sweeps exiting Unicrons' spacebridges.

"Bring down that ship and bring the Prime to me!" He ordered.

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Within the Grandus, several of the Primes were regaining their bearings after aerobatics Wingsaber preformed in order to avoid Galvatrons' blast.

"Woo!" The femme in question whooped as she rolled the ship under another blast. "This ship still rocks!"

"Miko!" Rhinox called from where he was installing the Axalons' transwarp drive into the ship. "How am I supposed to install this thing if you're flying like a drunken turkey!" A crunch indicated that Smokescreen had just landed on one of his tools. "I needed that!"

"You really sound like Ratchet bud." Smokescreen commented as he picked himself back up.

"Wingsaber." Optimus called from his place on the bridge. "Try to keep the ship steady as long as possible." An alarm sounding caught the Primes attention.

"According to the bleeps and the sweeps." Blitzwing called from the communications arrays' radar. "We have Creeps." Indeed, there were a large number of incoming bogies heading for Grandus. He gestured to the front of the ship.

"I hate Sweeps." Scourge growled, looking out the viewport. Unicron had sicked them on the group before millions of years ago and he had nearly died when several dozen swarmed him at once.

"Man the guns." Optimus ordered. "We need to buy Rhinox and Smokescreen the time they need."

"Even if we do." Jack called before the ship shook slightly as a shot from a sweep hit the hull. "We'll still be outnumbered, even with Nexus' abilities." He commented.

"He's right." Starscream admitted. "And we'll need to save our energon to deal with Unicron."

"We need to get to him first." Optimus countered.