The Rescue

Chapter Eleven

Two armies faced off, one undead, one with very few combatants.  Sure, the one with the smaller army had a ship designated for war, but it was no match against the undead predacons. With the warship down, it was just the Autobots and Rescue Bots left. 

Silverdust watched in horror as Unicron began to send his army towards the few bots holding ground against him, only to let out a breath of relief when breaths of flame attacked the undead army. That relief was short lived though, as the living predacons were only able to hold the undead ones back for a minute. 

Everything else happened in a blur for Silverdust. Wheeljack and Optimus returned with the allspark, and Unicron immediately started targeting that. The Prime and the Chaos Bringer had a huge battle, before Unicron finally managed to get hold of the container holding the Allspark. Silverdust watched in horror only to be confused when the Lord of the Undead was siphoned into the container that held the Allspark instead of destroying it as he had planned. 

Silverdust watched a purple energy was sucked from her sire's body and was trapped within the container that once held the Allspark. Megatron's body fell to the ground, and Silverdust assumed that he was dead once more. A few minutes after that, she was joined by her fellow Autobots as well her favorite predacon and his two new subjects.

"As a being comprised of pure energy, Unicron's antispark was vulnerable to this reliquary of the Primes."

"But if he's in there,  where's-" Smokescreen was cut off by a high pitched voice that everyone recognized as Starscream's.

Silverdust turned as Starscream spoke. "Praise the Allspark! Master! You're alive!"

And indeed Megatron was. Silverdust gaped at the sight of her sire beginning to stand again, and ignored the shaking that her servos were doing. She was caught of guard by her servo being taken in someone else's and Silverdust smiled when she realized that it was her Heatwave.

"Indeed", Megatron panted, putting a servo to his helm as he finished standing up. Silverdust couldn't help but freeze softly as his gaze shifted to look at her.

"Your knew battle armor will take things to the next level, my liege!" Starscream proclaimed while Megatron started looking at his servos, finally noticing the change. "Together we will reunite all Decepticons, and once again grind Cybertron under your mighty heel."

Silverdust flinched when Megatron shouted "NO!"

"What?" Starscream said dumbly. "Why?"

Megatron turned to look at Optimus with a remorseful look in his optics. "Because I now know the true meaning of oppression, and have thus lost my taste for inflicting it."

Silverdust shot a glance at Optimus registering the shocked look on his face, before turning back to the former Decepticons.

"You've clearly been traumatized, master. A good power down, and a stroll around the smelting pit will put you back in touch with your inner warlord."

Silverdust saw Megatron fist clench as he spoke sharply to his former SIC. "Enough! The Decepticons are no more! And that is final!"

After that, the former warlord turned to Silverdust, who Heatwave stepped protectively in front of. Megatron reached out to touch her face, but when she flinched, he stopped and looked at the ground.

"I'm sorry, daughter. I should have treated you better."

With that, he turned and ran off, transforming after a few seconds, and flying away. Megatron, former leader of the Decepticons, had put himself in exile. Silverdust stared after him, wondering what had occurred with Unicron that gave her sire a change of heart.