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Megatron dragged his feet across the dead grass. It was almost silent, but cracking fire could be heard in the distance. He made his way towards Optimus Prime. Who was nearly dead. An evil grin was spread across the gladiator's face as he lifted up Optimus' helm to eye level.
"I won, prime. The galaxy is now mine. The human race is now under my control." He snickered, roughly setting down the leader of the Autobots.
"No..." Optimus spoke. "No... It's not over yet, we will stop you, Megatron."
"Yes, Yes! There's nothing you, and you're little army can do about it. You're out numbered. It's time for the Decepticons future. It's time that we take what's rightfully ours." Megatron lifted his sword above his helm, meeting it with Optimus' spark chamber. Ending his life. A few muffled shouts from lasting Autobots could be heard. Megatron started to laugh. At first, it was a small chuckle. But then it turned into a manic episode of sounds. He finally won. After all this war, his dream has finally been met. First, he will conquer Earth, then he'll move his way through the universe. Taking over every planet he steps on.
"Lord Megatron," Starscream spoke from the Con leaders side. The war thirsty maniac was startled by such sudden noise.
"What!?" He spat with annoyance.
"The Nemesis is ready for you to board."
"Wonderful, make sure there are no survivors."
"Of course, lord." Starscream jumped into the air, transforming into his jet. Seeking for Autobots from the sky. Megatron looked at Optimus one last time before turning around and making his way to his ship. As he walked, the remaining Deceptiocons clapped for their master. Chanting his name with each contact.
"Megatron!"
"Megatron!"
"Long live our king, Megatron!" All this praise heated up Megatrons spark. He has never felt so powerful in his life.