The Beginning of the End: Part 1

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"Ratchet, I have a theory about Optimus and what is making him do this." I said.

"What are you thinking could have been the cause?" Ratchet asked.

I was trying to sum up the courage to tell him that I believed that Optimus is being possessed by another being. I knew it sounds stupid, but its the only thing that would make any sense to me. It may also makes sense to the one being possessed as well.

I sigh and tell Ratchet what's on my mind. "I believe Optimus is possessed."

"Possession? How would that even be possible?" Ratchet asked in hysterics.

"Megatron was possessed by Unicron! So Optimus could be possessed too!" I said trying to make more sense out of this theory I have.

"Your saying Optimus could be possessed, what proof of it do you have?" Ratchet asked.

"I have plenty of proof! Like the time I was in the hospital and he showed up, acting all nice and leader like. He didn't hurt me at all! Even in the woods, he knocked me out and left me in the open for Becca and the kids to find me." I said, giving him plenty of proof.

"If Optimus is possessed then who would the culprit be?" Ratchet asked.

"Maybe Optimus stumbled upon dark energon and accidentally ingested it or he was captured by Megatron and he put it there in his spark?" I started coming up with more ideas that would make sense.

"Optimus is too wise to fall to Megatron's traps." Ratchet said.

"Maybe Optimus found a relic that did this to him?!" I came up with another possible idea.

"Not possible." Ratchet said bluntly.

I keep shooting out ideas that pop into my mind and ratchet keeps shooting them down with an easy 'not possible' or 'your just wasting your breath'. I know there is a way to fix this and bring back the leader we all miss.

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Some where else a wicked plan is developing and soon it will be put into place.

~The doom and destruction is soon to come~

I heard the still mysterious and dark voice inside my mind. It was preparing for what is to come.

~The end of days is coming quickly upon us and you have not fully sub-come to my full control!~

The dark voice growled in annoyance and frustration, it knew I wanted to get away from the evil that was to come from this notorious foe. Its like fighting what's not there. I cannot get help, I cannot ask for comfort from whom I love dearly. I am alone in this fight. I fight myself or those who try to save me. If they ever do try to save me.

~ohh and by the way my host. I can pear into your memories and use all the good things against you, so I would stop fighting and let yourself go~

My optics widened,this dark foe can find out my weakness before I can figure it out myself! I am truly gone from this world, and now I know that one way for this to end is if I die.

~Are you now going to comply and let me take over?~

I agree and everything goes blank, I now find myself running, not sure of which direction, but I know its plan is now in full swing.

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