I had an idea and I couldn't resist doing it. This is after the first chapter and Megatron decides to pay his respects to Optimus Prime...wait what?

Megatron watched warily as the crying mech was confronted by his team. For the first time in a long time, he felt pity. He had taken Bumblebee's voice when he was young and even killed him. Now he had to go through the loss of his father. Megatron held his intakes as Arcee passed his hiding place in the shadows. She paused for a second, but to Megatron's relief she continued on. When he was sure that he was alone he walked up to the statue. He'd since fixed his armor to how it looked before Unicron took over and rid his systems of the Dark Energon. When he finally made it, Megatron didn't know whether to glare at the figure of his former rival or look away in shame.

"I'm impressed, Optimus, by the success your team has made in a single year. Those who were once loyal to me seemed eager to have peace now that I have disbanded the decepticons. At least most of them were." Megatron started. He paused, unsure at where to go from there. His thoughts drifted back to Bumblebee and chuckled dryly. "The scout seems to have picked up on the way you talk. He knows how to promote peace. I guess it is a good thing that he got his voice back. That's ironic for me to say considering…"

**Flashback**

Tyger Pax was in ruins, all because I wanted to find out where the next attack the autobots were planning would be. I heard struggling from behind me to see the youngling, Bumblebee, getting dragged over by Starscream and Knockout. He'd been beaten so badly I was surprised he was able to fight back at all. For a mech his age he sure had the colorful vocabulary. Starscream and Knockout threw him to the ground and left, knowing I liked to interrogate prisoners on my own. Just as Bumblebee was about to stand I grabbed him by the throat and lifted him up. He grabbed my arm and tried to get me to release him, but I was too strong.

"I'm impressed, scout, that you were able to live this long, let alone be able to fight back as you were brought here. If you cooperate, I might let you live. Tell me, do you know who I am?" I growled. He kicked at my chassis so I slammed him against the wall. He coughed up some energon with a gasp of pain. His optics widened in fear at me. I tightened my grip slightly. I could feel the metal bending underneath my grasp. I grew annoyed that he refused to respond. "Answer me!"

"You're that piece of scrap warlord who's been attacking my family. You're the monster commonly known as Megatron!" he spat energon in my faceplate. I growled and threw him against another building. He crumpled to the ground and yelled in pain. I could see that his doorwings were relatively okay, so I grabbed one before he could stand. I felt him freeze at my touch. Doorwings and seeker wings were always such a weak spot for soldiers. With a flick of my wrist I bent the doorwing and proceeded to crumple it towards his back. He screamed in pain and went limp. I grabbed him by the throat and lifted him up to see him still conscious. "What the frag do you want?"

"Any autobot secrets you may be hiding. Surely a scout would know a few, especially one with your reputation. Start with the next attack coordinates." I ordered. Bumblebee started chuckling dryly, which turned into laughter. This caught me off guard. Most autobots would curse me out or beg for mercy and tell me what I want to know. I tightened my grip and brought him closer to my faceplate. He showed no fear at all. "And what, tell me, is so funny?"

"You expect me to betray my family. Obviously you're fragged up in the processor to expect me to give in so easily. My doorwing is repairable, but I know even if I gave you the information, you'd just kill me anyways. So go ahead and do your worse, Megatron. RUST IN THE PITS!" He snapped. My anger boiled over and I squeezed his throat even more. He choked and writhed in my grip. I continued to tighten my grip even more. Finally I heard a snap, but it wasn't his neck. It was his vocalizer. His optics widened and continued to stare in mine as they flickered. I threw him away from me and began to walk away. He wouldn't live through that. No one could.

**Flashback End**

"I'm surprised he survived that encounter. I didn't want to take his voice, it even sickened me when I found out about what I did. You became even more war-hardened after that and tried harder to offline me." Megatron mused. He looked away with a frown. He crossed his arms across his chassis. "I don't even know why I came here. It's not like we were friends when you offlined. Things will never go back to the way they were before the war."

He turned around to start walking away, but he felt the ghost of a servo on his shoulder plating. He froze and looked over his shoulder only to see nothing. He heard a whisper, but couldn't make out what it said for it was very quiet. He just shrugged it off as him being paranoid and continued to walk away. He stopped when, once more, a servo was placed on his shoulder. He spun around in time to see a phantom figure standing there, looking strangely like Orion Pax, as Optimus Prime had changed appearances after the war began. It disappeared as quickly as it appeared. Megatron ran over to the fountain to search for the bot.

"Remember what I said…" he heard the voice of Optimus say. He knew immediately what he meant.

**Flashback**

"Are we not all Cybertronian? Megatronus and I are from different cities and different castes. We became close through it all, and every time he went into battle I feared for his life, no matter how great of a warrior he may be. I've heard great stories of how the council stood up for the weak in the past. Where is that honor now? Why are you condemning these mechs and more like them to slavery under the caste system? I was taught from a young age that freedom is the right of every sentient being. Where then, is the freedom for them? Freedom to be alive is not the same as the freedom to live. Do they have the right to speak freely? Without being threatened with treason, no they do not! I am tired of hiding in Iacon with the other well-to-do people pretending that everything is okay until I go to visit my friend. I see sparklings abandoned and starving on the side of the road, far from savable, waiting to offline. If we are to truly live in a Golden Age, we must help all those who need help. We cannot help one caste and ignore the needs of another." Orion Pax announced to the council.

**Flashback End**

"You always did use the line 'Freedom is the right of every sentient being' after being taught that by Alpha Trion. Is this your way of telling me that I'm free from my past? While that is a very…broad statement I suppose in a way it is true. Perhaps I should start a new life." The former warlord mused with a faint smile. He began to walk away towards his housing unit when he paused. He looked back at the statue. "I'll start by apologizing to everyone, especially your son for taking his voice and his spark."

Yes I used the speech I wrote for StarRacer's vision in the latest chapter of BYI. I like it.

Hope you enjoyed!

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