Transformers: Prime: The Son of Megatron

Chapter 14: An Eclipse of Legacy

Orion Eclipse stood atop a towering precipice, his optics scanning the distant horizon where the flames of battle raged. His concern for both the Decepticons and the Autobots grew with each passing day. The loss of life, the senseless destruction, weighed heavily on his spark. Something had to change.

With resolve in his voice, Orion addressed the gathered Decepticon troops, his words echoing through the ranks. "From this day forward, I decree that no Decepticon soldier shall leave another behind on the battlefield. We are a family, united in our cause, and we must stand together. We cannot keep losing our finest warriors in the face of the enemy."

The decree caused a stir among the Decepticons, whispers of dissent mingling with curious gazes. Orion's words struck a nerve within his father, Megatron, the once fearsome leader of the Decepticons. Megatron, his crimson optics narrowed, approached his son, his voice tinged with a mix of authority and superiority.

"Young one, do you truly believe that saving the weak is the path to victory?" Megatron's deep voice resonated with confidence. "The strong survive, and the weak perish. It has always been so."

Orion's optics flashed with determination as he met his father's gaze. "How many more Energon blood must be spilled in the field of battle?! How many more of our Decepticon troops must we lose against the enemy?! We cannot keep leaving our finest warriors and troopers to die!"

Megatron's patience wore thin, his voice laced with authority. "Enough, Orion! You have yet to lead the Decepticons. You do not have the authority to dictate how we conduct our battles. I have everything under control."

Frustration bubbled within Orion, his voice tinged with desperation. "Father, we can't continue this way! We must find a way to end the cycle of violence, to protect our own. We can't sacrifice our own soldiers and leave them to perish!"

A sly smile curved on Megatron's face as he leaned in, his voice low and calculated. "Fear not, my son. We have devised a plan. We have captured orphaned sparklings from every corner of Cybertron. We will raise them to become soldiers, young warriors who will carry on our cause."

The horror that washed over Orion was undeniable. "You've been abducting innocent sparklings? Father, this is wrong! We cannot brainwash innocent children into becoming something they were never meant to be. We must allow them to choose their own path, their own destiny."

Megatron's gaze hardened, unmoved by his son's plea. "What is necessary, my son is not always pleasant. It is for the greater good of our cause. We shall mold them, shape them into formidable warriors who will secure our future."

Meanwhile, in a quiet corner of the Decepticon base, Knock Out, his crimson and white frame shining under the dim light, stood beside his son, Wildbreak. The young Stunticon looked up at his father, uncertainty etched across his face.

"Dad, do you think I'll ever be a good Stunticon?" Wildbreak's voice was laced with self-doubt.

Knock Out placed a hand on his son's shoulder, his voice gentle yet firm. "You're already a good Stunticon, my son. You just need to believe in yourself. No matter how many times you've stumbled, you have the potential to be great."

Wildbreak's optics sparkled with a mix of admiration and hope. "What about Orion? He's going to be the King of the Decepticons someday, isn't he?"

A flicker of pride crossed Knock Out's visage as he considered the possibilities. "Yes, my son, Orion Eclipse has the potential to lead. And who knows? Maybe one day, you'll stand by his side as his trusted lieutenant. Just remember, no matter what happens, always love and believe in yourself."

As thoughts of the future swirled in Wildbreak's mind, a sense of hope and determination welled within him. The path ahead may be uncertain, but he would strive to become the best version of himself, guided by the bonds of friendship and the belief that he, too, could shape his own destiny in the tumultuous world of the Transformers. Orion Eclipse, his spark still heavy with the weight of his father's actions, stepped out into the open, seeking solace in the cool breeze that caressed his frame. The world outside the confines of the Decepticon base offered a temporary respite, a chance to clear his processor and find clarity amidst the chaos.