Megatron

Who gave you permission to come in here? -optics narrow- Oh... you wish to know of me? To learn the truth of the origins of the most powerful Decepticon in the universe? Flattery will only get you so far.... but very well.
My career did not begin in a grand fashion, not at the helm of the Decepticon army.. no.. My life began in the Gladiatorial arena as the the grandest and most powerful warrior to ever to grace the stage. To know that whispers of my battle prowess were enough to draw even those pacifistic Autobots in to witness the brutal fuelshed of my matches... After all, they were bored and was little more then amusement to them. Now, while the Autobot High Council disapproved and found each and everyone of my matches distasteful... they allowed them to continue....
It was there that I began to weave my wed and bring about plans for my eventual coup to overthrow the Autobots. It was there the Decepticons were born, through the fame I had won match after match I was able to broaden my sphere of influence. From under their very noses I built an army, and from there carried out my operations in relative secrecy before the time arose that we would march against them. Sometimes I find myself wondering how foolish they may have felt when we made ourselves known? But long have they seen me as a threat, after all had I just been another gladiator I'm sure they would not have dispatched the numerous assassins that they've assigned the task of eliminating me. -chuckles darkly- Several of them are officers within the ranks now...
I turned thousands of like minded individuals into the most powerful and efficient fighting force this world has ever seen! My coup did not fail, but met several snags along the way. Namely Optimus Prime... He has been the thorn in my side since the Matrix choose him as the successor to Sentinel Prime who... to this day remains my favorite kill... -smiles- Because of my vast influence, sector after sector fell as many of the high ranking officials and many aristocrats began defecting in order to maintain their status. Fools. But it was due to their selfish natures that even more sectors of Cybertron fell within my power.
The gladiatorial arenas where so many Autobots came to escape the predictable way of life became a place of torture and of nightmares as captured Autobot prisoners of war were made to fight each other to the death. After all, what better way to entertain my troops, and former gladiators? Knowing that those who had once come intent on watching us battle for our lives now being forced to kill their friends to prolong their own. After all, when the right conditions were met an Autobot could be broken and convinced to do everything he is told... Another source of entertainment was the smelting pools, after all, what could be better then listening to the futile efforts of Autobots pledging allegiance to me to save their skin.
Battle after battle has been fought on this world, and still no definant victor has been found, but with the dwindling energon reserves it's only a matter of time before the weaker side reveals themselves... the Autobots waste so much of their reserves on neutrals and civilians, it would not surprize me that within the coming cycles they admit defeat and finally the Decepticons would usher in a new era for Cybertron and the universe.
After all... Once we defeat the Autobots, there will be no one left to stop us.Now, leave, I have work to finish and this small telling has robbed me of the time I may have used to complete my tasks... be gone before I cast you into the Smelting Pools!
(Needs work but it'll do for now...)
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