The Makers

Endless Battle

The Makers and the Primes stayed inside the ship getting anxious. This battle was still going in for over a millennium now! Each day, Primus and the bot would battle without fail. They even unlocked powers even the Makers were unaware of like creating objects out of thin air. The Makers found out that the bot Primus was fighting was an old project if theirs and its name was Unicron. The Makers got into many arguments, more than usual. They couldn't really do anything to help because they never thought of making shut down switches for the bots. The battle just got more agonizing by the day every time the two reached a stale mate.

"What the heck should we do?!" Galactia asked for the millionth time.

"We can't do anything," Galactron would reply in defeat.

"Why didn't we destroy the thing before it was too late? I told you guys it was ugly!" Galactus said.

"Guys! Arguing won't help Primus beat Unicron," Galactica reminded them.

"That's right! Now, suggestions anyone?"

"We can't go in there."

"Destroying him ourselves without taking out Primus would take too long and Unicron would have to be unconscious."

"What else can we do?! If this goes on, Cybertron will end up like our planet!"

Just then, the Computer appeared. It mistakened the mention of their planet for a search request.

"The Planet, a planet that has long been destroyed,"

"No, Computer!! We're not doing a search!"

"The Planet was home to the Makers and it was the center for invention and mechanical innovation,"

"STOP! STOP! STOP! STOP!"

"The Planet consisted mainly of metals and during its Prime Time, the metals were mined for building, inventing, creating, etc."

"CANCEL. SEARCH."

The search stopped and the Makers were relieved, yet they were more frustrated because first, Primus and a bot starts fighting to the death, then the Computer decides to give them more problems! Talking about their planet, its metals and Prime Time of life…

"WAIT!" Galactron exclaimed.

"What's wrong with you?" Galactia asked rather irritated.

"Computer, repeat word 36 from recent search," Galactron continued, paying no attention to the rest of the irritated Makers.

"Prime."

The Makers looked at each other, now they understood where Galactron was going.

"We might not be able to get into that fight," Galactica started.

"But the Primes can give us the odding out of the evens we need," Galactus finished.

"Then let's get started!" Galactia said actually putting on a smile at the thought.

"WE ARE GOING TO DO WHAT?!!" The Primes exclaimed in unison. The Makers explained their plan to the Primes. They told them that they were going to fight with Primus against Unicron.

"Come on, Primes! It's the only way Primus will gain victory," the Makers said.

"Why can't you do anything?" Megatronus asked rolling his eyes.

"We already told you, we cannot interfere or else the balance will be tipped," Galactus said annoyed.

"Why send us out there?" Amalgamous asked.

"Yeah, we don't stand a chance against that giant!" Solus said leaning onto her Forge next to Megatronus.

"If you all work as a unity, then nothing will stand in your way," Galactica said.

"That's actually a good point," Prima said.

"I agree, but even if we wanted to help fight we don't know anything about battle!" Micronus mentioned.

"Plus, not all of us were exactly built for war," Quintus added.

"None of you were built for battle! We will just have to adjust your personalities a bit," Galactia said.

"Wait, you're going to tamper with our personalities?" Onyx asked a bit shocked.

"According to me, that won't end up well in the future," Vector told the Makers.

"Yes, we realize that, but it's either teach you how to fight and take years to get it right or just plain change up your personalities to make room for fighting so that you can learn in minutes," Galactron reasoned.

"I guess learning how to fight in minutes would actually be helpful," Liege Maximo agreed.

"It would be the best decision to make in such a difficult time," Alpha Trion agreed.

"It's the only decision to make."

"Will it put any of us in danger?" Alchemist asked.

"It won't put any of you in trouble directly, it might just alter some aspects of your lives if you let it."

"Well, what are we waiting for?" Nexus asked wanting to get started.

"Your approval."

The Primes all looked at each other. Many of them nodded and looked at Micronus as if confirming the plan. He nodded. Then the Primes looked to Optimus, he nodded and said, "Do whatever is necessary."

One by one, the Makers opened up the neural transmitters of the Primes and added a War code. This code was small, but it could give the Primes all the knowledge they needed to fight and it could consume any one of them if they didn't find balance between another piece of code, Peace, they added just in case.

After the altering of their personalities, they all had more sense of right or wrong. They also learned fighting strategy very quickly after the Makers showed them a fighting tutorial. The Prime that enjoyed this the most was Megatronus. He was the fastest learner and the best fighter. The Prime who did not enjoy it at all was Optimus. He kept asking the Makers if there was another way, like maybe they could reason with him. That conversation always ended the same,
"Unicron will never be one that will listen to reason."

Only a few days passed after the training and everyone was ready.

"Ok!" Galactus shouted.

"Now we can go help Primus beat this thing!" Galactica finished.

"Wait! We can't just send our babies out there unarmed!" Galactia exclaimed.

"Oh, yeah! Where in the heck are we supposed to get the time to create weapons!" Galactron said annoyed. Solus gave a little shriek of excitement.

"What's wrong with you?" Prima asked harshly.

"Well," Solus started. "I would've explained if you just kept-"

"Not now you two!" Micronus interrupted. "What did you want to say, Solus?"

Solus didn't say anything. Instead, she smiled and signalled them to follow her.

"We're on the verge of losing an entire planet, again, and she smiles and wants us to follow her." The Makers said and then continued to follow quite annoyed.