The Tales of Opti Prime and Nio

The Beaten Spark

Megatron stared off into the cold night. Racer, a young Autobot, had no idea what she was about to do. "Attack me why don't you?! All over a stupid prank! Opti Prime, you are ruining my spark!"

"Well, I hear an Autobot worthy of my attention," Megatronsiad with a smirk. He transformed and flew in her direction.

"Do this, do that! I'm a Prime, and you have to listen to me when I say-"

"Say what?!" Racer stopped. She knew that voice. She knew she had it coming now.

"Megatron, how unpleasant to see you again," she said, transforming into robot form. Megatron did the same.

"Feelings are same. But you know what, you caused me pain. Several months of recovery from Optimus Prime's blow! Now, I want to kill you," he said, reaching for her. She tried to run away, but he grabbed her.

"Let go of me!" she said, kicking him.

"You're pathetic."

He slammed her into a wall, she fought back with some blasts. Megatron was beginning to get ill. "Enough of these childish games!" he yelled, ripping off her leg.

"AHHH!" she screamed. Energon started flowing out of her body. She started getting light-headed and the pain was intense.

"Do you feel it?! Do you feel your spark going to Primus yet?!"

"No! I'm not easily beaten!"

"We'll see about that!"

Megatron started beating her against the ground. Every blow made more and more energon leak from the Autobot's body, like blood from a human. "Had enough yet?!"

"Never..." Racer replied. Energon dripping from her mouth. So weak the words were hard to understand.

"Have it you way then," he said. He brought out a sword and struck her several times. Then he picked her up, and struck it straight through her spark.

"AHHH- GAH!" she screamed. "Ah... You... You... Won't... G-get away... With this..."

"Looks like I already have," he said, picking her up. He began slowly ripping her in two. She screamed as the pain shot through her. Megatron only laughed at the joy of the dying Autobot's pain. Soon, silence had come. She was gone. She was dead. Her beaten and busied body laid on the ground, as Megatron looked around. He had energon all over his hands. He smiled evilly as the sun began to ride. "Good Autobot. You have served your purpose. Go back to your leader. Optimus awaits!" he exclaimed teasingly, kinging the body. "You were weak. You should thank me. I have done you a favor!"

He transformed into a jet and flew off. Not to look back. He wanted to put as much distance between him and that Autobot body, before the Autobots find it.