Optimus slowly opened his ice blue optics, his vision finally beginning to clear up. Placing his servos firmly on the ground, he forced himself up though his entire frame and circuitry screamed in protest to his sudden movement. He wasn't able to stand completely up so he remained in a kneeling position. It felt as if he had just battled off an entire Decepticon army and then some.

What happened?

Where am I?

Why am I here?

The abundance of questions just kept coming as he searched his processor for the answers. Then, it hit him like a blow directly to the spark chamber. Unicron! Swiveling his sore body around, he faced the spot where the spark of the Chaos Bringer once was beating. If it was there before, it wasn't now. The most dangerous mission the Autobot Leader would probably ever embark on had been completed.

Suddenly, another thought returned to him. Where is Megatron? Scanning the now dimly light chamber, he searched for the Decepticon Leader who had temporarily been his ally. Without him, Prime never would have even gotten close to Unicron. Eventually, his optics fell onto the unmoving frame of the mech a few yards from him, a strange faint purple aura swirling around his exterior.

Optimus attempted standing once more, this time with success. Though the next few steps he took were quite wobbly and unbalanced, he stumbled toward his worst enemy. The large red and blue mech stared in silence down at the body structure before him, checking for signs of movement.

Megatron didn't seem injured in any way minus a few scattered dents or scratches, and his chest rose and fell with the slightly erratic beat of his spark.

Optimus could end it right here and now. The Decepticon was unconscious and vulnerable with no one anywhere near to save his life this time. But something held him back. A feeling that emitted from deep within his spark, stirring up many forgotten memories of the past life he shared with the grey mech, who he once saw as his brother. Memories in which he had kept locked up for so long until now.

A low groan yanked the Autobot back into reality as his attention focused back on the silver frame sprawled out before him. Optimus prepared himself for the worst, knowing almost exactly what Megatron will do once he realizes his arch nemesis was standing right beside him. After a few moments of endless silence, the Decepticon Leader's normally red optics onlined.

Prime restrained a gasp as he gazed into those very optics. They... they are blue! The only other time he had seen such optics was when he was...

"Megatronus?" Optimus finally broke the silence with a quiet question that echoed off the walls of the empty chamber.

A/N: This is my first Transformers fan fiction done on here! Please review and give me your honest opinion! c: I also know this is very short but I kinda wanted to leave it at a bit of a cliffhanger. At least that means I will update very soon!