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melishade · 1 year ago

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I'm sorry that I'm asking a lot of questions but

In the "War Timeline",

When the Nemesis has the full possession due to the Dark Energon running inside it,

What will be the Nemesis's objective instead of finding the Iacon Relics?

Will the Decepticons inside the Nemesis go through the stasis lock?

Will the stasis lock also affect Eren or any Titan Shifters?

Previous ask in the War Timeline Additional Previous Ask

Oh you're fine. You haven't violated any of the ground rules, you wait until I've actually answered your previous question before asking a new one, and you don't spam my inbox asking about spoilers. You're doing great.

As for the story:

Flying Mind. My favorite TFP episode. How will you be interpreted here?

To recap. Megatron got duped by a bunch of humans, the Nemesis is down, Breakdown is assumed to be deceased, and he got jumped by an organic Sharkticon. Not in that particular order, but it pisses him the hell off. Zeke is infected with dark energon, but there is still resistance on Zeke's part and Megatron doesn't know why.

Now obviously, Megatron can't keep the ship on the ground because they'll all be vulnerable to attack, and he also wants to go to Paradis to fight Optimus and also get the Founding Titan. So he gets the bright idea to inject the ship with dark energon. Knockout tries to protest but Megatron is extremely pissed right now so it's quickly shut down. But instead of the ship looking for the relics from the Iacon Hall of Records, it combs through the data and decides to search for the remaining titan shifters.

Now the good news is that the Nemesis doesn't have information on what Lara and Eren look like. It does have Ymir, so that is a problem. The bad news, the ship is now going rampant on the mainland trying to find said titan shifters. Megatron tries to gain control once he realizes the ship is getting out of control in terms of burning down cities and resources to get what it wanted. The ship at the moment, believes targeting Lara and Ymir is the better option, so it speaks and turns on Megatron and the Decepticons, immobilizing them, and continues it search on the mainland for Lara and Ymir, which goes on for about...say a few days to a week.

Meanwhile, the B team, consisting of Arcee, Bumblebee, Eren, Marco, Sasha, Armin, Petra, Oluo, Levi, Porco, Pieck, and Yelena make it to the mainland and are trying to find out where Mikasa, Jean, Historia, Ymir, and Mike are. Mike is dead but they don't know that yet. After a few days on the mainland, they find the ship causing havoc on another town. Arcee, Bumblebee, and even Pieck are able to ID the Decepticon Warship, scaring everyone else, because that meant that the Decepticons were on that thing. But their friends were there too so they had to go.

They storm the ship, but Arcee and Bumblebee are detected by the ship's sensors and hit with a stasis beam. They crash into the ground while the humans get on the ship. Now the thing about the ship sensors is that it can't detect regular humans just yet, but it can detect titan shifters. Even so, everyone is dodging the sensors while seeing the faces of the frozen Decepticons. They all don't really know what to do here. Sure, they can get their friends out, but how would they even stop the ship. They do find Knockout frozen in a room, and next to him are a bunch of energon serums on the table. They decide to steal a few for Hanji and the Autobots to study. They obviously don't want to take the serum now without knowing the side effects.

After some searching and investigating, they do end up finding Zeke chained up in one of the rooms, looking deathly sick from the dark energon in his system. Pieck and Yelena cry out for him and immediately try to get him down. However Pieck transforms into a titan, which automatically activates the sensors and alerts the ship to their location. Everyone immediately starts flying as the ship is doing whatever it can to immobilize and capture them. Pieck has to get out of her titan form while she, Yelena, Porco, and Zeke have to be carried by the other Survey Corps members. They manage to find a hiding spot in the vents away from the ships sensors as Yelena immediately gives Zeke all her water and food which he weakly consumes due to the increased torture and the dark energon in his systems.

Zeke weakly explains who he is and the Survey Corps begin to hound him with questions. Did he see their friends, Bertholdt and Annie?! Any of them?! Does he even know how to stop the ship?! Zeke does bring up the fact that he did see Mike on the ship and begged him to save him, but he had left him behind. Levi justifies it as a possibility that the others were in danger and that he went to save them. Mike wouldn't willingly leave someone behind like that.

But there is still the matter of finding a way to stop this thing. Sasha begins to surmise that if this thing is a living organism, then it must have a heart and they need to get to the heart in order to kill it. Zeke makes a comment that any time Megatron comes near him, he's able to feel it in his chest due to the dark energon. Zeke surmises that Megatron no doubt wanted to regain control of the ship, so if they find him, then they might be able to find out how to shut down the ship. They jump out of their hiding spot and fly down the corridors, dodging blaster fire and attacks from the ships, using the frozen vehicons as shields.

With Zeke's help, they are able to make it to the engine room, and Zeke and Sasha are both trembling in terror at the sight of Megatron. Pieck says that this is him, confirming the Survey Corps fears and suspicions. Armin notices Megatron's hand on the lever and realizes that Megatron was trying to stop this madness too. And surmises that they need that lever to be pulled down.

However the ship uses the claw just like in the main TFP show to attack them. Eren feels like he has no choice and transforms into his titan form, causing some damage to the main engine room and distracting the ship. Eren is able to pull Megatron and thus the lever, shutting down the ship. As the ship purges the dark energon and Eren pulls himself out of his titan form, but as he stumbles out, he accidentally bumps into Zeke. The two end up going into the Paths for a brief moment and see the tree, but both are terrified at the sight that both immediately say they want out. Both are brought back to reality yelling, confusing everyone. Eren is panting in confusion, demanding what that was, and while Zeke doesn't know that Grisha is Eren's father, he does have enough context from Ksaver and his research.

"You...you hold the Founding Titan?" Zeke weakly spoke in disbelief.

Everyone turned to Eren, but Eren just looked flabbergasted.

"I...I-!"

"Eren Jaeger." Everyone froze in terror at the sight of Megatron on one knee, looking down at them with malicious intent. His optics fall to Eren, and Eren's mouth trembles at the sight of Megatron's sadistic grin.

(I'm gonna leave things here for right now but I hope you enjoy. Sorry this took so long to answer. Also I'm going to have to split this into two parts.)

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t-a-a-1 · 5 months ago

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Counting Stars

Special Chapter: To You, A Million Years From Now

TFP Optimus (Nemesis) x Female Reader

Summary: Nemesis Prime writes a letter about his life to someone unknown.

A/N: Lots of yearning, jealousy, delusions, craving, fluff. All that good stuff.

TW: Death of important characters? Idk

Counting Stars

To you,

Who is it? Who is walking among the river of memories?

Holding into the hope of meeting what they desire ...

I don't know when these feelings started.

I am unable to locate an exact moment.

Was it on February 3rd when she smiled at me for the first time? On July 7 when we observed the starry night? Or perhaps on December 21 when she held my servo with her soft hand?

I am not certain, I wished my processor could remember but I can't. I find myself to be more pathetic as the time passes. My years have started to show. The scratches in my chassis were more visible and my paint job is not as shiny as it used to. I had stopped taking care of myself and now I begin to wonder ... Does she even like any of it? Me?

How could she ever? She's a human and I am an old robot. A tired one. I must be disgusting to her and I don't blame her. And my personality? There's much to be wished for. I don't laugh often nor enjoy jokes nor understand them. I lack any sense of humour and yet all I want to do is to make her smile when she's with me.

I find myself annoyed at times when the things I want to say cannot be processed through my glossa. An occurrence that happens whenever she lays eyes on me.

In my lowest moments, I wanted to dislike her. I must admit. She had taken every single corner of my processor. Leaving me with nothing but her. Every minute, every second, she's there and not even in my dreams I am free from this torment.

I shouldn't feel like this.

I still don't fully understand how I was chosen to be a Prime. I don't consider myself to be good. How could I when I have sent so many soldiers to meet their end? Although I was an archivist, I am not wise, I lack wisdom many times. I only make decisions hoping for the best results. I am neither the strongest as Megatron has proven he could outbest me even at his worst.

So ... Why me? Why was I given such a burden? Why did Primus in all of wisdom choose me to bear the responsibility of leading what's left of my race? When all I wanted ... All I ever wanted—

"You wouldn't let anybody else suffer with the title of being a Prime."

No. I would. She's wrong. I am not that good. I am not that kind. So, please, don't look at me like that.

"And I think that's what makes you worthy."

I would give it all up.

If it meant I could have the one thing I wanted.

And it's standing right in front of me. Smiling at me with eyes that have more stars in them than the entirety of the universe.

And yet she knows ... That I wouldn't. That is all a lie. No matter how much I tell her that I am not as gentle as she believes me to be. She just knows.

How ... How can you be so certain?

I am not worthy of being a Prime ... And much less, of being someone who loves her.

But what if ...

If I am devoted to her? Worshipped her? Oh, her, her, her ... how much I adore her. Words are not enough.

Does she remember that time she changed the style of her hair and put paint in her face, adorned her body with shiny fabrics? I was baffled, awed at her beauty. The greatest artist is whoever created her and I, a mere spectator.

She wasn't a perfect portrait. But she was made for me. In every detail made to my liking. In every imperfection made to be loved just by me. Only me.

But I am but a shadow

And she's light.

But the darkness protects me. From the cruelty, the mockery. In darkness I can bask myself in these feelings. Enjoy them without restrictions. Without the fear of rejection. Of her and what others may think. I would have been fine living like this. Admiring her from afar as she will only be mine to adore.

Until he showed up.

I was a fool to believe I was the only one who could admire her being.

He would steal her attention. Taking her to human places I could only dream of visiting with her openly.

Of course she would choose him. Why wouldn't she? He can give her all the things a human may want. Take her to small pretty places, places I couldn't go into. Give her flowers that don't witter because unlike me, he is delicate enough to hold them. Most importantly, he can give her a family.

How dare he? How dare he steal everything I wanted? All of my dreams and hopes–

"I think I like you ... No, I love you, Optimus."

Primus.

Please.

Do not let this be a dream.

Please. I beg you.

Do not take her away from me.

Who is it? Who is walking among the river of memories?

Holding into the hope of meeting what they desire ...

To the lack of my better judgement, I let her stay by my side and I'll be at hers.

As the time passed I began to wonder if I was allowed to be this content. Sometimes I was hit with the realization that she won't be living for as long as I did. I considered the many possibilities of what to do once she is gone. Even going as far as asking of her preferences. Would she want me to go offline alongside her? Because I would do it in a spark-beat. And I think deep down I wished for her to ask me that.

"I am just happy that you'll live longer than me ... I won't have to deal with the grief."

Then I thought ... between her and me, I prefer to be the one to suffer. For all of eternity if that meant she won't ever have to go through the pain of losing a loved one.

"Besides, you have to take care of our Sparkling once I am gone."

And just like that ... I fell in love with her all over again.

And till this day, my spark has only known her and it continues to only adore her.

My joy was greater than my need to fulfill my duties and slowly I wanted to forget them.

But I couldn't.

I couldn't just retire and forget about the spilled energon, all the sacrifices.

But now that I think about it, maybe that's what Primus wanted. Maybe, just maybe, her carrying a Sparkling was a sign for me to forget about everything. Of the war. Of Cybertron. Of the fallen ones.

I should had run away with her.

"I'll give you the mercy to say goodbye."

I will never forget the blood coming out of her. Human blood was a strange liquid, smelling like metal. But was irreplaceable, unlike Energon. Yet, in my delusion, I wondered if I could give her all of my Energon to her.

"Our Sparkling ... Optimus,"

I couldn't move.

MECH and what little is left of Silas, had held her captive. Only a few days was enough for them to bring me to my feet. I knew it was a trap but what was I supposed to do? I thought I was strong enough to save her. That's all I wanted. I lead my team to a trap, one impossible to escape.

It was only Ratchet and I and the two of us were too useless. I couldn't move, nor speak. MECH had poisoned the air in the hangar, only affecting the Autobots.

The situation didn't fully register in my processor ... Until I saw Silas inside Breakdown's rusted body.

Putting one of his pedes above her.

No.

"Please ... Save our Sparkling–"

She couldn't even finish her sentence.

Blood. Everywhere. It had reached my faceplate.

And as Silas lifted his pede, I still had hope. That she might be there.

But instead, nothing.

Everything that she was.

Her hair. Her eyes. Her smile. Her laugh.

Her.

It was gone.

I don't remember much after that.

Next thing I knew, I was with Ratchet in a special cell. It seems he had been talking for hours to me but I just didn't listen. I don't think I was even capable of hearing anything at all.

Until Megatron showed up.

"I never thought it would end up like this."

I didn't look at him.

"You must know that not even I could ever harm what was Cybertron's first Sparkling in milenia."

"... Was?"

Ratchet asked.

I heard steps walking closer towards me. Until Megatron stood in front of me. He bent down and put a small circular object on the floor.

"I couldn't get there before they dismantled him ... This is the only thing I could save."

I picked it up. It was a Spark-Keeper. The outer metallic shell that was supposed to be protecting my Sparkling's spark. Empty. Lifeless.

"Optimus, I've made a terrible mistake," Megatron said. "I gave Silas a power he couldn't control. My arrogance and pride blinded me, making me unable to see the monster I created."

My Sparkling. Where is he? He should have been born by now.

"This mistake cost the Cybertronian race its future ... And I am responsible. Now I see ... Now I understand everything you said."

Where is she? I want to see her. She should be resting. Probably at the base. I need to go back soon.

"Let's end all of this. Help me defeat Silas and MECH ... And after, we can all just go home."

Home. That's right. She must be with my Sparkling at home. I should bring her something pretty. Maybe I should pick out many sunflowers on the way.

"Let's go to Cybertron and rebuild it ... New life shall rise."

My Sparkling, her ... They are waiting for me. I need to go. I need to see them. Where are they?

"Do not let (Y/N)'s sacrifice be in vain."

Until this day ... I can't find the words to describe the pain I felt when I heard her name.

"D, old friend" I called his old name as I activated my battle mask. "You shall never speak her name again."

I shot him.

I saw his life come out of his optics. I took out his spark and crushed it.

I walked out of the cell, Ratchet did not say a single word.

I killed every single Decepticon and human I encountered.

And after I was done I went to where the last of her remained. Just a red stain on the floor.

The entire base was on fire. The Autobots, the ones who had come from the vastness of space and the ones who hid on Earth had caused a commotion. One I did not oppose anymore. The news of my Sparkling's massacre had spread just as quickly as the fire. With that came indignation. Hate. The hope of co-existing as one ... gone.

"You won't be able to control them anymore."

Ratchet had found me.

"A war is bound to happen with the humans and rest of the Decepticons. Once again."

There was a pain in his voice that I never heard before from him. Yet, I didn't care. I only thought of my selfish wish.

"Would you please ... Kill me?"

I heard steps coming closer to me. My optics were still focused on the stain on the floor.

"No."

"Why?!"

I finally looked up at him. His optics were no longer blue.

"Because if you die, you won't be able to remember her."

Ratchet bent down to put a servo on my shoulder-plate. I couldn't tell what he was thinking, this must be the first time I was unable to do so.

"You need to keep fighting," he said, and finally, I listened. "You can't undo what you've done ... But you can embrace it."

"The pain, can you feel it? The feeling of having everything taken away from you?"

And that's when I understood. Genuinely understood Megatron for the first time. Is this how he felt when he was thrown into the gladiator pits to fight his comrades, killing each of them? Just for mere entertainment?

For how long was I blind? Blindfolded by my own privilege? Fighting for freedom that only those on the winning side will get to enjoy?

All this time ... Everything. It was all a lie.

"I am tired, Optimus," Ratchet spoke to me once again. "We either give up now ... or we can burn it all."

That's exactly what I needed. I wanted to share my pain with the world. It was too big and too heavy in my Spark. I wanted to get rid of it, of these feelings, of the guilt, the incompetence.

But that wasn't me.

It wasn't me.

And the realization hit me. I had already done the unspeakable. Whatever sanity I had left, they took it.

I no longer was Optimus Prime.

I was free.

I was free of the burden, I was free of the responsibility. Finally, Finally! I could be whatever I wanted! I was free to be whoever I chose to be! I am this! This is what feels right! This is what I was supposed to be, this is who I am!

I turned on my Comm-Link, making sure everyone could hear me.

"This is Prime speaking," I stood up. The fire consumed the place more and more. But I didn't care, I walked around the hangar and destroyed everything I saw. A rush of power, strength goes through me. "Fellow Autobots, the human race and the Decepticons have taken from us our last hope. It is to my most sorrow to inform everyone that the countless opportunities given to both were in vain. I couldn't save her ... nor my Sparkling, Cybertron's hope."

I felt something pulsating inside of my chassis and as I opened it, I took out the Matrix of Leadership.

It was this thing's fault. The reason I became a Prime. The reason I had to follow honor and moralistic ideologies. It was because of this responsibility bestowed on me that I had lost her and my Sparkling.

If only ... I had run away with her.

"But with their deaths, we are no longer tied down to the chains of morality and fake principalities! We are free! Free to do as we please!"

I continued to bask in my madness, things falling down around me, embracing who I had become.

"Destroy everything you can! Claim what you need! Fight for what you wish for!"

And finally, the Matrix disappeared from my grasp. Granting me, after so many years, the only thing I have ever truly wanted.

"THIS IS FREEDOM!"

I shot the wall in front of me, opening a path. Coming out of the flames, I met my Autobots, ranting my name. Everything around us is crumbling and falling apart. Never had something felt so right.

"Prime! Prime! Prime!"

"I send this message to the Autobots who remain scattered across the universe. I am reclaiming a new home. A new start for our race. Earth will no longer belong to humanity but to us! One shall stand and one shall fall."

That was the last time I saw Bumblebee. Among the crowd, a horrified look on his faceplate. Ultra Magnus was there too. Arcee and Bulkhead ... all of them with that disappointed look. They are here.

But ... where is she? Where is my Sparkling? Where are they?

Where are they? Are they home? Are they waiting for me? I want to see them soon.

"Optimus ...."

I turned to look at Ratchet.

"I am no longer that," I told him. "I am free to choose now."

Now, I've become mad. Drunk on sorrow, lost in pain. But I had become what I have always been. What I chose to be. With this letter, I grieve who I once used to be. But I am no longer that.

And I don't regret it.

Because now I only live to hate him. To despite and destroy whatever he believed in.

But now I wonder ... Who is that in the back of my processor?

Who is it? Who is walking among the river of memories?

Holding into the hope of meeting what they desire ...

Is it my dearest waiting to meet me? My Sparkling with his hands raised up, waiting for me to hold him?

No. No, it's not.

It's you, Optimus Prime, what's little is left of you.

I can't wait for the day you completely disappear.

But I can't let you go. Because it is you who she once loved. And I'll be damned if I were to lose whatever little is left of her. It's you who hold her memories. But I'll hold you prisoner, mine to torture.

Optimus, I hope you'll forever live with the pain and regret only you deserve.

As I have.

Goodbye forever, Nemesis Prime A Million Years From Now.

A/N: I was in Japan visiting my college friends so that's why the long wait. There is much I need to write! But I feel encouraged to keep writing!

It was quite strange how I wanted to approach Nemesis. Since I had never written about him before, I had to think of ideas and motivations for his character. I felt like it was quite gruesome so that's why I didn't go into extreme detail of what had happened to Reader and the Sparkling but I am sure you all can assume since it was directly mentioned.

I didn't want to get much into his mind either and left some things into interpretation as I prefer for the readers to make their own conclusions with the information they have since I think ... that's more fun?

A part of me wants to feel bad for Nemesis but I am not sure. I truly write this just as it comes and see what fits better for the story.

Next chapter we'll see how Optimus is doing without the reader and the Sparkling.

Maybe we'll explore more of the human-cybertronian conflicts that happened after Optimus became Nemesis.

And of course more Nemesis longing for you and all that good stuff.

I want to thank everyone who has read this so far! Thank you and I hope you'll be here till the very end!

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Thank you and until next time!

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