Baah Wheep Grah Na Wheep Nini Bong!
Things used to be so different...i was Hot Rod a brash and impulsive young Autobot...i realised a dream by fighting alongside my hero Optimus Prime...but this dream soon became a nightmare...the Decepticons launched an attack on Autobot city, we managed to repel them...but at a cost...Megatron was on his knees, begging for mercy from Optimus Prime...i saw Megatron sneakily reaching for a laser pistol and rushed him...i found myself in Megatron's clutches and Optimus with no clear shot...i wanted Prime to fire, i really did...but i should have known he would not risk hurting me...and so Megatron was able to fire upon Prime instead...we lost many warriors, friends, that day...and Prime was one of them...and it was MY fault...as Prime lay on his death bed he told us that a Transformer shall rise from the ranks to light our darkest hour.
Following events took many unexpected twists and turns...i eventually found myself face to face with with the Transformer that was once Megatron, Galvatron deep within the chaos bringer Unicron...i fought bravely but Galvatron's immense strength was far too much for a Transformer like myself...as Galvatron placed his hands around my neck and began to squeeze the spark from my system i instinctively reached for the Matrix, being worn around his neck like some sick trophy after being torn from the chest cavity of Ultra Magnus.
I felt something as soon as i touched it. I clasped it a little tighter and it began to slide open...i'm sure i heard Optimus' voice as the power of the Matrix began to flow...
"arise Rodimus Prime, light our darkest hour" ...the Matrix flowed through me and i began to change...to grow...i was becoming stronger, bigger, wiser...older...i was soon able to defeat a shellshocked Galvatron, hurling him through the side of Unicron into outer space, and fully open the Matrix, destroying Unicron...with this new found strength i had somehow managed to bring order back to the galaxy and peace to Transformerkind...the darkest hour had been lit by a Transformer, just like Optimus said it would be...but i never expected to be the chosen one... Now...i am Rodimus Prime, leader of the Heroic Autobots and Protector of all life...it's a very time consuming task indeed and quite a burden sometimes...being the one chosen to light our darkest hour might sound all well and good to you but it's a real drain on my "me" time...sometimes i'd rather just be supping a decent goblet of oil and nibbling on an energon cube than keeping the Dinobots in line and fighting planet eating chaos bringers...heavy is the head that wears the crown...such is life i guess...still...i guess i've not had it as bad as some...at least they never put me through that Beast Wars stuff and turned me into a gorilla...oh the ignomy Optimus!TILL ALL ARE ONE!Home | Browse | Search | Invite | Film | Mail | Blog | Favorites | Forum | Groups | Events | Videos | Music | Comedy | Classifieds
