Escapism

Nostalgia

Author's Note:
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(Transformers Prime Version)

"So you mean to say it's waging a war?" Orion's void echoed through the hallway.

"More or less," Megatronus replied as they passed by several doors before reaching the main library.

"I guess this is it for tonight," Orion said, setting down a stack of datapads on the table.

"See you then tomorrow, Orion." Megatronus smiled. Orion looked at him then smiled softly.

"See you tomorrow and take care, Megatronus," Orion replied. He was surprised when Megatron softly cupped his left cheek and gently stroked it.

"I will," Megatronus replied. Orion gave a bright smile while his optics closed as he leaned into his touch. Megatronus couldn't resist the innocence and cuteness of Orion as he leaned in to give him a soft kiss. Orion was taken by surprise but then relaxed, responding with a soft loving kiss.

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Punched straight at his faceplate, the silver Mech backed away and wiped the energon trickling down his mouth. Another punch was thrown at him but he caught it and gave the red and blue Mech an uppercut on the chin causing him to fly back.

"It's over Optimus!" Megatron stood as Optimus regained his balance. Optimus narrowed his optics at Megatron then shot at him. Megatron dodged but he wasn't ready when Optimus charged at him. Megatron struggles as he is pinned down by Optimus but it was futile.

"This shouldn't be how it ends..." Optimus said as if hesitating for his next actions but was left with no choice due to Megatron's actions and all the wars which had broken out.

Optimus raised his sword. It glinted against the purple sky like the blood of Unicron pumping out from the volcano. Megatron was struck with nostalgia. A vision of Orion smiling sweetly and innocently replaced Optimus. Absentmindedly, Megatron reached out his servo towards Optimus who was still on guard at his actions but didn't move.

Cupping Optimus's cheek, he gently stroked his battle mask. Megatron's optics went soft with sadness. He was about to speak but then closed his mouth. Optimus jerked his helm away and swatted Megatron's servo then pointed his sword towards Megatron's face. Megatron snapped out of his trance, growling when he realized he was still pinned.

"Not a chance, Prime!" Megatron snapped his sword and gave him a headbutt to the chin. Optimus backed away and stanced himself in defence. Both Megatron and Optimus charged at each other and they clashed once more.

Optimus was shot at his chest. His back was on the ground. He was about to stand up when Megatron pinned him down by the chest using his pede.

"Now this is how I envisioned it." Megatron raised his sword into the sky as it glinted for victory.

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Optimus stood against the glass wall, staring at the Omega Lock that had restored Cybertron a few years ago. After a moment of silence, Optimus walked away when a flash of memory showed Megatron giving up his realization and decided to restore Cybertron along with him.

Optimus put those thoughts aside and exited the building. He looked up to see the skyscrapers standing proudly. White noise from that of a jet engine was heard coming from a short distance. He looked up to the sky to see a silver jet swerving away from the skyscrapers.

Optimus took a few steps forward as the silver jet lowered itself and transformed. A large silver Mech with a smirk stood before Optimus. Optimus then saw a vision of Megatronus on Megatron smiling softly before him. His blue optics softens.

"You alright, Optimus?" Megatron asked the silent Prime, an act which was new to him. With no response, Megatron slowly reached out his servo towards Optimus's cheek but then stops after remembering what had happened during their fight.

Megatron suddenly flinched when Optimus held his servo towards his cheek but let it touch him as Optimus leaned forward. Optimus looked down with a frown. Something is going on in Optimus's mind and Megatron knows it.

"Optimus..." Megatron called out again with a soft tone as he gently lifted his chin to look at him. Optimus's blue optics stared at Megatron's red ones.

"This is how I envisioned it." Megatron spoke softly with a whisper as he leaned in, tilting Optimus's head slightly to give a proper caring and loving kiss. Optimus closed his optics and responded with a chaste kiss.