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A/N: Sweet. More interest in this than I had thought.

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Amidst the rubble and flames, Optimus stood. His mind was a whirlwind of confusion.

What had gotten over Megatron?

In the dark alleyways of the ruined city, Megatron allowed his limp to show. He grimaced at his weakness, more than the pain itself.

That had not been expected. Nor planned.

And oh how Megatron loved to plan.

The realization had struck at Prime's innocently sincere question, though borne out of frustration.

Ah that foolish, naive little Prime.

HIS foolish, naive little Prime.

Did the Autobot truly believe he could lie to Megatron? The Decepticon practically invented the twisted art.

Prime would learn, soon enough.

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"Still can't believe he's gone." The yellow camarro kicked a loose stone a few hundred yards, not even bothering to check where it landed.

He had heard stories when he was just a sparkling, near the beginning of the war, of Sentinel and his 'bravery' and 'courage'. Bee scoffed. All lies. The old leader had only been looking out for himself, and for what HE had thought was right.

"Yeah, but frag, it's not like Optimus had a choice. Sentinel must've had a few loose cogs in the head." Ratchet rumbled, scratching the back of his head.

Bee flashed blue optics, fierce in the medic's misunderstanding, "I MEANT I can't believe we didn't get a chance at the slagger."

"So young... Still so foolish..." Prowl strolled from around the corner, hands clasped behind his back.

Interrupting the beginning of the young camarro's insulted rant, Ratchet smoothly stepped in, "Speaking of the boss bot, where is he?"

"Killing Sentinel must've really affected him." Prowl gazed off into the horizon, becoming even more thoughtful than before, "He's been heading off on his own for a couple kliks these past few solar cycles."

Previous anger averted, Bee sighed aloud, "Wish he would open up."

The two older bots shared wizened looks. It wasn't that simple.

Never would be.

"You know Optimus." Ratchet stated heartily, his pat on the back nearly bowling the younger one over, "He'll let us know when he's ready. Whole, weight of the world on his shoulders deal."

"Yeah..." Bee trailed off, lacking his usual enthusiasm. They tried to protect him, but he knew. This wasn't something Optimus would be able to shrug off so easily.

Whatever it was that was truly bothering him.

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"Lord Megatron's more murderous than usual." Starscream commented, limping into the dark, underground cavern.

Busy looking into dozens of screens at once, robotic tentacles flying at an untraceable pace, the single red-opticked Soundwave muttered, "Do not speak to me, betrayer. Working."

"Come now, comrade. Surely you have time for little old me." Starscream sneered, unfazed, "I know *you* know what bothers him."

The stronghold echoed with the tapping of Starscream's claw against the side of his helm.

Soundwave's designated response was a loud snort.

Barricade, arms crossed as he leaned against the cavern entrance, grunted, "You waste your time. Your filthy silver tongue does not work on him. Why not ask our mighty Lord yourself?"

Crimson optics flashed, the flyer turning to the patrol car, snarling, "Do I look like I have a death wish, grounder?"

"Let's not bring looks into this, Seeker. Though I commend you for not off-lining yourself the moment you saw your slagging reflection after birth." Barricade retorted, engines revving slightly.

"Careful, Barricade. Jealousy for a superior design leaves a very ugly mark on your faceplates." Starscream replied snidely.

Before the two could come any closer to an all out brawl, a large silver mech stepped out of the shadows, snarling, "Disgraceful..."

The newly repaired and painted mech had the Seeker hanging by a chokehold in the blink of an eye.

Starscream clawed ineffectively at the strong hand, "Lord M-Megatron. What a pleasant *cough* surprise."

"Lord Megatron." Barricade saluted, growing rigid in his suddenly formal stance.

Megatron nodded curtly in reply, turning to the fourth Decepticon in the room. He said simply, "Soundwave. Report."

"Energon reserves detected. Location: one of Earth's colder continents, buried underneath permafrost. Chance of detection by Autobots: high." Soundwave rumbled, single red eye flashing as he turned to respectfully bow to his Lord.

"Mmm... Perrrfect." Megatron drawled, stroking his chin. Dragging the hacking and gasping second in command closer, the Decepticon Leader snarled, "Starscream. Rally the troops. It's time."

Dropping the Seeker like a pile of spluttering slag, Megatron stomped off.

He didn't pay any heed to Starscream's 'of course, Lord Megatron' or his more obvious ass-kissing 'my most supreme liege'.

He was too busy imagining just how he would knock Prime off his steady feet.

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-::An attack has been detected, sir.::- Prowl's voice, filtered through the comm, struck ice into Optimus's core.

To have to face off with his nemesis. So soon.

Too soon.

The Autobot leader took a nanoklik to compose himself.

He breathed. In. Then out.

Pressing two fingers to the comm unit on his helm, Optimus said simply, -::Where?::-

-::In the ice fields of a place the humans call, Alaska.::-

Optimus cursed.

His travels has taken him, unwittingly, in the complete opposite direction.

Noting his brief silence, Prowl inquired, -::Sir, what is wrong? Where are you?::-

-::...at the bottom of South America. It will take me a while to reach you.::- Optimus sighed deeply, engine revving at his own foolishness.

Of course the Decepticon Leader would plan a raid sooner, rather than later.

Megatron always was an irritable, impatient glitch.

-::Understatement of the millennia. Don't worry, Optimus, we can hold them. Hopefully you will join us on the battlefield before it is over.::- There was a dry grin in Prowl's tone.

It was one of his best qualities. To never give up.

Megatron may have depleted forces, but that did not stop how deadly and cunning the bot could be.

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"Where!?" Megatron demanded, surveying the battlefield with a meticulous eye. He blasted a nameless Autobot, one of the new ones probably, and turned to his cowering second, "Where is he!?!?"

"W-who sire?" Starscream cowered fearfully, taking a -hopefully unnoticeable- step back.

"Prime!" Megatron roared, swinging the back of his arm against their rocky cover. If Starscream hadn't ducked, part of his hull would be blown and fragmented along with the flying rock face.

"I do not know, my Lord. Shall I fly and look-" Starscream didn't even get a chance to finish the sentence.

The enraged Decepticon Lord had the Seeker by the throat once more, eyes blazing hotter than the inferno of the stars themselves.

"You should have done that vorns ago." Megatron's voice dripped with a promise darker than death itself.

Starscream cried out as he was thrown roughly on his back, coughing out a hasty apology, "I-I'm sorry, my L-"

Megatron rounded on the grounded flyer, the very air darkening around him, "Why. Are. You. STILL. Here?"

Starscream didn't dare stick around for a moment longer, taking off to the skies faster than the speed of light itself.

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A/N: Poor Starscream...
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