Transformers: Primed To Fall

Chapter Four

Chapter Four

It was time for Liege Maximo to do some perusing.

He had waited until Prima left his room for the time being, leaving his safe closed, yet unguarded. It was in that high room in the tower of the Primes where the grand door to his private quarters, behind his desk. Inside there were the charts Prima made on everything, everyone, maps, facts, events, and who knows what else. And Maximo would soon be one of those "who knows" beings once he read the charts and uncovered Prima's secrets. With his many secrets let fall, everyone's faith in him would possibly collapse forever.

Naturally, a reason to induce Prima into exiting the premises was needed; therefore, Liege Maximo had diverted his brother's attention to a slight disturbance in the structure's flow of Energon and ventilation, altered by one of his Legian Darts. Then he had covered himself in his cloak, which contained a literal cloaking device stored inside he had also created on his own. He wrapped it around himself, becoming temporarily veiled from sight when Prima walked by him to inspect the problem. Then, he had rushed into the chambers of his brother as the doors closed directly behind him.

He was alone in the room only Prima would normally be found within. Now, to open the safe. It was a complicated one, with a combination Prima knew only, as well as a few keys, and manual strength. but somehow, the Liege managed to crack it open. The complexity and ingenuity of how he succeeded in unlocking the safe cannot be explained now, but what matters is that he accomplished it with his clever, cunning mind.

He stepped slowly, quietly into the room. Alarms could have been planted, no one knew how paranoid Prima could be about everything. Scanning the walls, he noticed many charts inside cabinets that jutted out of the wall, rolled up in scrolls from easily malleable and foldable alloys. But one seemed to be empty.

The Liege Maximo would have loved to have beheld what else was in store, but he was looking for one in specific. He quickly took them out, and tossed aside the maps, grid, and blueprints. They were just designs for more homes, monumental buildings, observatories, and more structural plans. But he paid particular attention to the actual lists. He was about to walk past the seemingly empty cabinet when he stopped, stooped down to inspect, and his slanted red eyes saw another chart, rolled and folded to an incredibly small size, set deep into the wall. Maximo reached in, but it seemed nearly too far. Of course, his elder and larger brother Prima would easily reach it with his size, but few others would. But eventually his long, slim fingers caught hold of it, and he pulled out the metal sheet, so carefully and precisely folded.

"Why would Prima desire to sequester you away so?" he wondered aloud, as if the manuscript could hear him. There was nothing but time to keep him from opening the chart, and reading its contents from bottom to top.

And what he read on this small chart labeled "Agents Of Chaos" surprised even him. "My, my," he breathed, both frightened and... pleased. "Why ever would you ever do such a thing, brother?"

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Alpha Trion had left Solus after telling her what he did. She had thrown him out, telling him he was wrong. He had some nerve to think Megatronus a great evil! The way she saw it, him and others like Prima would make their poor, dark brother a monster themselves by just calling him one. And because Trion was acting strangely weird.

She had turned back around, fuming and still creating her masterpiece model. For about a cycle she continued forging its ground under the surface, which would take a while to finish. Then the door opened behind her again. Turning to see Alpha Trion and send him off again, she instead saw Megatronus standing before her, a worried and also urgent look on his face.