Prologue

Optimus Prime, the leader of the Autobots, was the last of the thirteen Primes. His world was Cybertron and he lived there as a data clerk. His original name was Orion Pax; when the war broke out, he changed his name. His home world was filled with corruption caused by its strict caste-like system which then eventually resulted into war.

The war ended the life of Cybertron. Still the two groups involved in the war, the Autobots and Decepticons, continued the hellish fighting throughout the galaxy. It reached even the farthest part of the universe.

But it all ended when one of Prime's soldiers impaled Megatron with Star Saber, one of Optimus's weapons, during a battle above the earth's atmosphere. And when it was learned that, in order to revive their home planet, Optimus have to sacrifice himself.

Cybertron was revived; life has returned and thrived on its metallic surface. The war was over.

As for Optimus, he was happy that he sacrificed himself for the greater good…and now he was floating in the realm of nothingness.

Realm of Nothingness

Darkness. That was what greeted Optimus Prime when he slowly opened his optics. The former leader of the Autobots slowly moved and began to wander around. He was in a black void that stretched forever.

Cold… he felt, however, a cold that was slowly crawling from beneath him. He looked down and saw water. Just like the darkness of the void, there was water everywhere.

"What's…this?" Optimus was puzzled as he saw his reflection on the surface. The water showed his reflection as a small ball of white light. He was that small ball of white light and he was the only source of illumination on this realm.

I'm a ball of light. What happened to me…? And then, as if it was an answer, images flashed from his mind. He saw himself leading the Autobots against the Decepticons on a battlefield. And then talking and smiling to one of his human friends, back on Earth. The image of Megatron beamed next; he saw how the two of them clashed their swords, creating a blinding flashes of blue and violet light.

Finally, he saw himself flying through the Well towards the core of Cybertron. The memory, like a film, ended and he was left in silence. Optimus looked down and saw his formless reflection again.

"It was a success." If he could see his face right now, he would see a tranquil smile forming in his lips. "I'm glad that I served you all. I'm glad that…all my actions weren't in vain." Joy and happiness flooded his chamber; he felt happiness in his spark that defeated the endless eeriness of the empty black void.

"And I'm glad that you'd succeeded, Optimus Prime," a gentle angelic voice of a woman cut through his harmonious feeling. Optimus darted to the source of the voice.

"Who's there?" he asked in a low, warning voice. It could be an enemy.

"I am not an enemy Optimus," the voice paused as a small circle-shape of blue light appeared a meter away from him. "In fact, I am a friend."

The Autobot leader watched as a figure slowly emerged from the dark depths. It was a snow globe and inside of it was a beautiful angelic woman with golden hair and peaceful blue eyes. She was wearing a crown made of flowers on her head and a blue garb around her shoulders over her white-color dress. The angel was sitting on a small rock; her arms were open as if she wants to welcome Optimus with a loving and welcoming hug. The water rippled on the base of the snow globe as it completely emerged; the blue light disappeared and the object began to emit a serene white light around it.

Who's she? Optimus slowly hovered to the snow globe angel.

"I know you're scared Optimus."

He stopped as the figurine angel spoke without moving its porcelain mouth.

"I am not scared. I just find you bizarre," he said in an honest tone. This was, after all, his first time seeing a porcelain angel speaking to him. "Forgive me if you're offended," he added and the porcelain angel only retained its frozen concord-like smile.

"I am not offended. I am happy to see you here, Optimus Prime. All those years of watching you and your team fighting for justice, order and peace. It brought me nothing but joy whenever you succeed."

She's been watching me? Who's she? The Autobot leader hovered still. The tone of the figurine's voice was deep yet sincere. He couldn't detect any malice at all.

"May I ask your name?"

The figurine didn't answer for a moment and Optimus saw that the snow globe angel's blue eyes slightly looked down. "I have many names. Most of the living beings call me God, while some just labeled me as 'Being X'."

She paused for a second before she looked up again to Optimus. "I am a being higher than Primus and Unicron. Those two deities came from me." A small gasped of shock escaped from Optimus.

By Primus! Higher than Primus and Unicron…then she could be the 'One'. "I-apologized if my tone was very rude earlier. I never thought that I could speak with the 'One'." Optimus really wished that he has a body right now so that he could kneel in apology and respect.

Primus and Unicron were the two deities of his previous universe. Primus was the god who turned himself into a planet, which was Cybertron. All Cybertronian life came from him. The same could not be said to Unicron. He was the god of chaos and he did nothing but destroy and spread fear.

And the two deities came from a single supreme entity. The Cybertronians couldn't give the entity a proper name, for it was shrouded in mystery, so they only labeled it as 'the One'.

A soft delightful chuckle echoed from the snow globe. "It's alright, Optimus. At least you show some recognition." The figurine's right hand slightly rose, telling Optimus to move closer to her.

I'm now talking to the source of everything, by the allspark! Optimus gulped nervously at the angel figurine.

"Optimus, you already know that you're dead; am I correct?"

The Autobot didn't answer but the angel saw his silence as a yes. "Did you have fun, saving the world and bringing the life back to Cybertron?" He didn't answer immediately; instead, a tranquil smile formed on his face.

"If there's a word higher than 'fun' then I would love to say it. But all I can say was I'm glad that I only existed to save Cybertron and my dear friends," he said, serenely to the angel, who only moved her porcelain head down.

"Excellent. You're truly a kind leader. I congratulate you in your success, Optimus."

He only hovered forward slightly as the angel continued.

"This is why it's now my duty to give you two paths. You are free to choose on which path would you take, but you may only choose one."

Path? Choose? The Autobot was puzzled by her words. "What do you mean by path? Where does this path take me?" he asked as the angel slowly raised both of her hands up, almost touching the small glass dome that surrounds her.

"To you next life of course! I am the one that controls the reincarnations of every living being. I am the one that spins the wheels of Samsara, the fate of every living being in this universe. And I am giving you a choice."

The angel figurine slowly tilted her head to right.

"If you take the right path, you would be reincarnated as a young baby human boy. Your mother and father were both peasants and were living in the middle of the slums of London. The year was 1899, the end of an era. You will suffer at first, but your life here would eventually be great. You'll be a successful business man when you reached the age of twenty-five, and you would gain many friends…and even your very own family."

"Family?" If he had a face right now it would a show his jaw hanging in surprise. Family? I don't even know how it feels to have one. Optimus wondered but he quickly shrugged it off after he remembered that there was a second path.

"What's the second path?" he asked and the angel figurine slowly tilted to the left.

"The left path shall take you to another version of Earth." The angel paused as she slowly turned her head back to him. "But this version of Earth was cruel and filled with chaos. Just like Cybertron before, this world was engulfed in an endless war."

Optimus only hovered in silence making the angel continued. "If you choose this path, you would be resurrected to your current state before you die. You'll be sent here with a purpose."

The Autobot leader glanced at the left hand of the angel, a foreboding feeling slowly crept inside of his spark chamber. "What is my purpose?"

The angel only stared at him for a moment; Optimus felt that she was thinking hard. " I want you…to help the country called 'the Empire' on stopping the world's endless war before it's too late."

Optimus slightly shifted in the air. He felt his whole surroundings become thick and ominous. The right path sounded plausible. Him, being born out of poverty first and to rose to the ranks of success in the end while being surrounded by friends…and family. It sounded beautiful. Optimus glanced at the right hand of the angel. It seemed to be made out of a fairytale book. He could see that he would've a good life if he choose the right. And yet he felt something was wrong with it.

"I want to have a peaceful life. But I have no idea how to live as a human being. I do have a human holo-avatar installed in me…but it was fake." Optimus then shifted his eyes to the angel's left hand. The left path: the path to the world filled with war. He grumbled mentally; his mind was split in two.

A part of him wanted to choose the right path, the peaceful one, contrary to his other part which was pushing him to take the left path. The latter, somehow, felt right for him.

The answer was now obvious to Optimus.

"I choose the left path," he answered with a hard voice. The angel raised her head, slightly, to face him. She was seemed to be curious to what he said.

"Why, Optimus?"

"Because it felt correct." The answer is in my spark chamber; taking the left path was the right choice. "All I need is to stop the war, am I right?" There might be innocent humans in the Empire. Maybe they need protection, Optimus thought candidly. The peaceful path sounded great and yet he felt that it wasn't right to not help the people who might need him.

The angel beamed her frozen smile again; her eyes focused on the Autobot leader as if she was reading his mind.

"I see," she lowered her hands down. "Then I shall give you three things that you will need in this journey." A small white light ball formed in her right hand. It shot out and passed through the snow globe. A familiar object hovered in front of Optimus.

"That's-the Star Saber!" he exclaimed in shock. The sword hovered to the right of Optimus. Its gold hilt, together with its perfectly symmetrical blades, glinted magnificently. "But how?"

"Unlike creating both Primus and Unicron, creating Cybertronian artifacts such as this are very easy," the angel explained in a dull tone as another ball of white light shot out of her left hand. It formed into another Cybertronian artifact.

By the allspark! Optimus's eyes widened in both recognition and surprised. The artifact was a golden spherical object, held by two large metallic handle. It was the Matrix of Leadership. Calm blue light poured out from its edges as it hovered to the left of Optimus Prime.

"In-incredible-!" the Autobot leader was still in awe. "I-will surely not waste your precious gift, 'the One'."

The angel figurine shifted her blue eyes at the items before she looked again at the Autobot Leader. "I know you wouldn't, which is why I should warn you about these two artifacts." He fell serious after she said it. The angel then spoke: "You must always pray before you use this items."

Pray? Optimus was startled with the warning. As far as many cycles had gone by, he never prayed. In fact it wasn't in his program to pray, how would he do it? "Um…I don't know how to pray."

"It's easy," the angel said in a dull tone. "Don't worry, your mind will pray for you. You just need to say the words." She looked down again to her hands as a pair of white light ejected towards Optimus.

"And now for the third item. I'm pretty sure this would be very familiar to you." Optimus watch as the two white lights swirled around him, bathing him in silvery white dust, and then he felt himself growing. Could this be? The Autobot leader waited as the silver dust enveloped him completely before it burst and disappeared.

"I…have a body." Optimus slowly looked down, his very own blue optics greeted him. He was back. He could feel the coldness of the water more from his metallic feet. He then looked down to his right hand; he watched his right servos move into a fist, feeling the pressure in it. He glanced behind him and saw the familiar sight of his jet pack and machine gun. His body was indeed the same before he died.

"I…want to thank you, but those words aren't enough." Optimus said as he smiled gratefully to the angel in the snow globe.

"There's no need to thank me; I just want you to be yourself all the time." The angel looked down and added with a gentle voice. "All I want from you is for you to not get 'lost' on this path."

Her words were deep and puzzle-like but the Autobot leader had understood what she meant. He kneeled on the water, lowered his head and closed his eyes. "I will not get lost and I will remain true to myself. I assure you that."

He spoke the word with heartfelt voice. The angel saw his honesty and it made her nod a little.

"Well then…there's nothing more I could say to you, except good luck. I will now send you to the Empire." The angel raised both of her hands again and uttered. "Dues lo vult, Optimus Prime!"

The sky above City of Berun – The Empire's Capital City

As soon as she said those words, the void had disappeared. Optimus Prime found himself looking at the night sky filled with beautiful stars. The full moon shone brightly and reflected against the red and blue paint of his metallic body. His silver face was still for a moment but then he felt the sudden tug of gravity as he began to plummet.

"Oh-scrap!" Optimus shouted as he began to freefall towards the ground. Air rang loudly the insides of his blue helmet with antennae on the sides. "Must search for landing." He darted his blue optics everywhere. He could see bright lights on the distance on his left; the lights were scattered like stars on the ground, which told the Autobot leader that it must be a city.

"I should avoid-" a sudden gust of wind suddenly blew him hard and away from the city. "Thank the Primus for the wind…" he smiled but it was short-lived. He looked in front of him and saw the slope of a mountain. The wind had blown him towards the sides of the mountain and he was moving closer and closer to it.

"Oh…scrap!" he cursed again as he activated his jetpack but it was too late. He hit the ground hard, face first. The impact had trembled the whole mountain and had caused tremors that shook the Berun capital city of the Empire.

Koenigs Forest - Koenigs Mountain Range

"Ughh," a low aching moan escaped from his lips as he opened his blue optics. The full moon above him greeted him. Its bright white light shone peacefully through the thick branches of trees that surrounds him.

He slowly pulled himself forward, letting out several aching grunts, and stood up. He could feel the coldness of the forest, the air was clean and refreshing. "Scanning for damage." He looked down to his body and scanned it. Even though he landed face first on the ground, he only sustained minimal damage to his chest, neck and metallic ribs. "My T-cog looks fine too."

He noted as he flick his left wrist, a holographic window appeared on his left forearm and showed a radar that began to beep noisily. "No one is around. Does this place have energon?"

He glanced around him. Everywhere he looked he only saw nothing but rows and rows of pine trees. The ground was lush with grass and moss; this forest was healthy and untouched.

"Hmm?" he went back to his radar after it began to beep rapidly. "Energon. This mountains has much of it." A spark of happiness emerged from his chambers, at least he wouldn't worry on surviving here on this world. And now its presence lead him to his next concern.

"I saw a large city near here; perhaps I should check it first."

Optimus then began to walk, leaving the large crater that he created from impact, and entered to the thick forest of pine trees.

Koenigs Cliffside – Koenigs Forest

After a couple of minutes had past, Optimus Prime exited the thick forest. The wind blew hard as he step on a large clearing. He glanced to his left and saw a barricade metal fence with a large antennae relay standing inside. The metal frame was rusty, a sign that it wasn't well maintained.

"A signal communication relay, this technology…" he made a quick scan on the structure and study it. "This technology is old, perhaps dated back to World War One." Optimus blinked in thought at the technology but a gust of wind disturbed him from his observation. He looked to his right and paused.

He was standing on the edge of the cliff. A great and amazing view greeted his optics. "So there was a city indeed." Optimus stood and looked at the glistening lights of the city. The view was calming and peaceful; this place was perfect for a temporary base.

"Perhaps I should set up camp here." He smiled to the wonderful view again and turned around.

"Halt genau dort an!" an angry, authoritative, voice of a little girl had stopped the Autobot leader. Hm, German, where is it coming- Optimus darted his optics for the source of the voice only to hear it again, this time much angrier, above him. He slowly looked up and then his optics went wide.

Above him, basked by the bright full moon's light were a group of forty-eight people. All of them were wearing a brown uniform with a box-like contraption attached to their abdomen. They were all equipped with outdated-looking rifles and a glowing jewel on the base of their necks. But the most shocking feature was that all of them were floating in mid-air.

By—Primus! Optimus gulped in nervousness. He wasn't expecting to have contact with the locals of this world immediately, let alone see them floating. He quickly gulped his worry down after he heard the woman leader again barked words at him. He moved his optics further up and saw a soldier floating higher than the rest.

A girl, a child soldier, and she's leading them! The Autobot couldn't believe that a tiny child soldier was the one shouting words him. His system quickly picked up her words and began to translate.

"You're trespassing the ground of the Empire. Identify yourself!" the translation was finished. Why are they speaking in German? I thought this is a different Earth? Optimus cleared his throat lowly before he began to speak.

"I am Optimus Prime," he spoke and noticed that some of her men flinched and hovered slightly away form him. They were scared and they were holding guns. This couldn't end well for him.

"I am not an enemy. I am the leader of the Autobots and I came from planet Cybertron."

He slowly moved both of his hands up, showing that his friendly, but some of her men again flinched and hovered more away. Their rifles began to shake in terror.

"Well then," the battalion leader then spoke, this time her tone was hard but low. "-what are you?"

Optimus focused his optics at her. The child was no more than age thirteen; she possesses a blonde hair and blue eyes that seemed to pierce his spark chamber. A cautions frown was etched on her lips.

The Autobot gulped again and then slowly made a friendly smile. "I am a friend. I am unarmed. I won't harm you. I was sent by God to help you." He said with a trusting voice enough for some of her men to lower their guns. The girl also lower her gun as her eyes became glassy and a kind smile appeared on her face.

"Oh I never thought God would be so kind to send a messenger to us, am I right Serebryakov?" she turned to her right to the another soldier floating beside her.

"Eh—yes, Major." The soldier, also a woman, nodded. Her eyes, also blue, was filled with unease. The Major then turned her head back to Optimus and then, in a blink of an eye, her smile turned into a sinister grin.

"All men fire at will! Shell-type: explosive armor piercing! Load this metal shit-head with bullets!" She quickly raised her rifle which then began to glow in green. The rest of her battalion also pointed their rifles at Optimus whose optics became wide again.

Oh frag! "Wait-I said I am-!"

"Fire!" The major shouted and rain of green bullets flew towards Optimus Prime. The Autobot leader quickly jumped and activated his jet pack.

"It can fly!" one of the soldiers shouted as the Major barked her orders. "Chase him, don't let him escaped!"

Optimus swooped up towards the night sky. He glanced behind him and saw the company of floating soldiers following and gaining on him. "Scrap!" he cursed as he curved to the left. "The mountains. Maybe I could lose them in there?" he thought as he looked down on the mountain range below him.

The Autobot leader then burst his thrusters more and dived. The company of soldiers also followed his action, they too speedily dived, all of their rifles are aimed at him.

"They're really not open into negotia-" Optimus's words were suddenly cut after he heard a sound of a cannon. He was thrown to the left, he felt a hard object hit his right metallic ribs which caused him to spun out of control as he freefall to the ground.

"Frag-!" Optimus grunted in pain but then his optics widened as he caught the familiar sight of the devilish grin of the Major. All of her troops are now pointing their guns at him.

"Fire a volley!" The Major howled and her troops answered with bullets. Optimus quickly crossed his arms over his head as bullets rained on his body. Loud clangs of bullet rang loudly, their bullets are unusually stronger and harder than a regular one. He gritted his dentas underneath his mask.

"Their bullets are strong and why are they glowing gre-" his words were cut off again when the image of the Major become faint only for her to reappear an inch away from his chest.

"Welcome to the Empire, motherfucker!" The Major swung her rifle bathed in green glowing color and slammed it hard on Optimus's chest. The Autobot leader gasped; he felt his chamber caved in to the impact and hit the earth below with a tremendous force.

"Augh-stop…" Optimus felt his body soared in pain as his optics saw the company of flying soldiers now hovering close above him.

He watched as the Major's evil grin flashed into him. "Serebryakov, contact the HQ, tell them we captured a very interesting bogey!" she ordered and the soldier beside her saluted. The Major then lowered and landed on the down Autobot's metallic chest. She observed the red scorched paints made by her bullet; her grin widened more as she marveled to the results of her attack.

"So!" she said in a piqued manner as she walked and stepped on Optimus's metal mask to look down to his weak and dying optics with dark, glaring, triumphant, evil eyes, "-how are enjoying the hospitality of the Empire…little E.T?"

Frag…Optimus cursed weakly to his current state. He didn't answer to her threatening tone, instead he only closed his eyes and fallen to a deep slumber.

Disclaimer : I do not own Transformer Prime and the anime Saga of tanya the Evil!

Specials thanks to dropout-ninja for beta-reading this fanfic.

Hello guys! Welcome to my new fanfic. At first I thought Transformers Prime wasn't up to my alley cartoon-type show, but after watching it I began to see that this cartoon was good. I guess I shouldn't judge a cartoon by its ratings! Youjo Senki however was one of the, and curently, greatest anime I ever watch. Even though I know that the MC was a anti-hero type, she was actually very cool villian, one that you can praise even though she might've done something devastating.

This fanfic of mine takes place after Transformers Prime the movie and after Saga of Tanya the movie. So as usual, please leave a like or a review, after reading this fanfic. Stay Tuned!