Transformers: Prime: The Son of Megatron

Chapter 15: Echoes of Redemption

⚠️WARNING: The following chapter might contain serious topics of misogyny, sexism, and divorce that may not be suitable for sensitive readers. Reader's discretion is advised! This fanfic is intended for a mature audience. If you wish to read this chapter despite the serious issues, then proceed with extreme caution!!!

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Motormaster stormed through the corridors of the Decepticon base, his rage, and disgust simmering within him. Megatron's decree to increase their ranks by kidnapping innocent sparklings and turning them into brainwashed soldiers ignited a fire of rebellion within him. He couldn't stand by and watch as their faction descended into such darkness. Entering a dimly lit chamber, Motormaster found his Stunticons gathered together, their expressions a mix of concern and determination. Heatseeker, Wildbreak, Dragstrip, and Slashmark turned their attention to their leader as he addressed them.

"Now, I'm sure you've all heard about Lord Megatron's abhorrent plan," Motormaster began, his voice filled with righteous anger. "He wants us to kidnap orphan sparklings, brainwash them, and turn them into Decepticon soldiers. I won't stand for it."

Heatseeker, his optics wide with worry, spoke up hesitantly. "Motormaster, if we're caught opposing Megatron's orders, we'll be added to the Decepticon Justice Division's list of traitors. We could face severe consequences." Motormaster's resolve hardened, his gaze focused and unwavering. "I don't care about the consequences. Our spark demands justice, and we'll do whatever it takes to protect those innocent sparklings. We won't let Megatron's cruelty stain our legacy."

Wildbreak, ever the quick thinker, interjected with an idea. "What if...we seek help from my best friend, Orion Eclipse, the Decepticon warrior prince? He's shown compassion and kindness, and he might be willing to aid us." Motormaster's optics flickered with hope, contemplating Wildbreak's suggestion. "You're right. Orion Eclipse possesses the qualities we need to ensure the safety of the captive sparklings. If we can convince him to watch over them while the Decepticon slave masters are sent to work in the Energon Mines, we can execute our plan."

Dragstrip, his engine growling with determination, voiced his agreement. "We'll need a covert route, one that leads the sparklings to Autobot territory without getting detected by Decepticon and Vehicon troopers. We must ensure their safety." Motormaster nodded, his fierce determination burning brightly. "We'll find a way, Stunticons. We'll free those sparklings, giving them a chance at a better future. If we have to be labeled traitors, then so be it. It's time we shine a light of redemption in the shadows of the Decepticon cause." The Stunticons exchanged determined glances, their resolve echoing that of their leader. Together, they would embark on a daring mission to save the innocent, hoping that their actions could ignite a spark of change within the hearts of the Decepticons, even as the weight of their treason loomed over them.

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Orion Eclipse stood in a secluded corner of the Decepticon base, his optics flickering with a mix of determination and concern. As his commlink buzzed, he answered the call, recognizing the voice of Wildbreak, one of the Stunticons.

"Orion, we need your help," Wildbreak pleaded urgently. "Motormaster and the rest of us are trying to get the captive sparklings out of the Decepticons' clutches. Motormaster wants us to take the sparklings through a tunnel that'll lead them to Autobot territory. We need someone like you to distract Soundwave, and stall him long enough for us to execute our plan."

Orion Eclipse's optics narrowed, realizing the gravity of the situation. Soundwave, the Decepticons' communications officer, had eyes and ears throughout Kaon. If they were to succeed in their mission, they had to buy enough time for the Stunticons to safely transport the orphan sparklings. "Consider it done," Orion Eclipse replied firmly. "I'll handle Soundwave. Stall as long as you need. Just make sure the sparklings reach the tunnel safely." Wildbreak's gratitude was evident in his voice. "Thank you, Orion Eclipse. We appreciate your support more than words can express."