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Note: This is an alternate ending to Dark of the Moon, and I've used the background of all three movies with a few tweaks to fit in with the story. The alternate ending will then lead on to the rest of the story.

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Chapter 1: Matter Come to Light

The city of Chicago was weathering its darkest hour. Blasts and explosions tore through the city. Sounds of people screaming and running were heard from every street and alley. Sounds of heavy military fire cut through the air, destroying the once beautiful and iconic city. Sounds of metal crashing into metal joined in with the sounds of giant ships sending down fiery blasts down to the land below. Helicopters and army jets scattered the sky, along with foreign aerial objects. Up in the sky, the faint outlines of a metallic planet was seen from the blue sky.

On the ground, gigantic metallic objects were combating against each other. Some blasting others, others ramming into their opponents.

A slight distance away from this objects, two even more massive objects were engaged in a furious display of combat. One of these was the leader of one side of this war; the other, a traitor.

Optimus Prime fought valiantly at the one who had been his mentor; who had now betrayed them all.

Sentinel Prime.

Prime, Optimus scoffed bitterly, he doesn't deserve the word.

Optimus swung his axe at Sentinel's chest, with the other robot deftly deflecting the swipe with his shield and bringing his sword towards Optimus. Optimus quickly used the other hand, now a blade, to knock the sword out of the way. Then he quickly swung out of the way before the other robot could swing at him again. He then charged once again at the former Prime. Sentinel turned and blocked the oncoming blows before shoving Optimus away.

Optimus stepped back to steady himself and implored, "Do not do this, Sentinel. Cybertron cannot be salvaged. Not at the expense of the humans."

Sentinel narrowed his purple optics before charging towards his former pupil.

"You were always so blind; you were never what Cybertron truly needed!" he retorted viciously as he his sword met Optimus's axe.

Optimus was confused, for so many years, Sentinel had that he was what Cybertron needed. Why did he change his mind now?

Or maybe he always thought this.

"What of the hundreds of times you told me that Megatron was becoming a danger to our people. When you told me he was no longer my brother?" Optimus demanded angrily.

Sentinel chose to ignore the younger Prime's questions as he blocked another one of his attacks.

"This is curious, Sentinel told me the same thing about you, Optimus," a voice carried over from behind, "Only it was more of you being too blind to lead Cybertron through the reform it needed."

Optimus paused; he recognized that voice all too well.

It was the voice of the former Lord Protector.

His former brother.

Megatron.

Optimus broke away from Sentinel and transformed his blade into a cannon blaster, and then pointed it towards the new arrival.

Megatron simply smirked as he directed his gun towards the last true Prime.

For a moment, Sentinel seemed all but forgotten. In fact, Megatron and Optimus seemed to be unaware that Sentinel was taking the opportunity to sneak away.

Optimus was staring down his brother, now enemy. His optics never left the other's faceplate, but it was clear he was distracted by something else.

He barely took a step, however, before he learned why those two were chosen as the leaders of Cybertron so many millions of years ago.

"Don't you dare take a step further," Megatron seethed as Optimus simply nodded sternly.

Sentinel halted, and shocked stated, "I am not to be addressed this way. I am a Prime, and as such…"

Both Megatron and Optimus turned their cannons and Optimus's axe threateningly towards the older Prime.

Sentinel stopped in his tracks; traces of fear began to appear in this optics.

Without turning his optics away from his former mentor, Optimus questioned quietly, "What did he say to you?"

Megatron glared at Sentinel before responding gruffly, "That you were unfit to rule Cyberton. That together we could reform our planet and make it as is should be. All I had to do was to get rid of you."

The younger Prime's optics widened slightly, "What about the Fallen?"

Megatron responded coldly, "His idea to dig it up, his suggestion to send me to him."

Suddenly, both robots' optics widened before they turned their faceplates toward eachother.

"He turned us against each other," Optimus murmured.

When realization hit Megatron, he glared daggers towards the mastermind behind the entire war, Sentinel. He approached the older Cybertronian menacingly pointing his pistol-like cannon towards him.

"All of this, Cybertron is gone because of you?" he spat.

Sentinel managed to keep himself calm as he explained, "Sacrifices had to be made."

He said this is such a neutral tone that it unnerved both of the younger robots.

Megatron lunged forward; Optimus placed his axe in front of him to restrain him. Surprisingly, Megatron backed down and allowed Optimus to speak.

"What did you hope to accomplish?" Optimus interrogated, his tone bordered on fury.

"Cybertron needed change. I could bring that change, but only as sole leader of all Cyberton. Unfortunately, you two stood in my way. So I separated you two, and I may have influenced your thoughts and actions leading up to the war," he stated nonchalantly.

"You convinced us to break the bond we shared as brothers," Megatron countered angrily, "You turned everyone against each other!"

Optimus once again held him back before staring hard at his former mentor, "How could a war between us save Cybertron?"

Sentinel merely stated, "It would get rid of you two, and allow me a chance to reform the system."

Optimus was still confused, Megatron then stepped in and explained what he had figured out, "He was planning to wait until one of us killed the other, then he would secretly kill the survivor."

Optimus nodded as he realized the plan, "And then he would come out and say that the war has accomplished nothing, and that unity under his rule would return the Golden Age of Cybertron."

"And the others would follow because he would insist that the 'tragedy' of our deaths proved this war was too costly to continue. And without us as their leaders, they wouldn't be able to continue fighting the war," Megatron finished for his brother.

This was exactly what Sentinel had planned.

"Only I have the wisdom to bring our planet back to the way it should be. We are better than other species, especially the humans. We deserve better," Sentinel stated calmly as he stared the two down.

"Be that as it may, the destruction of our planet for power and control will not be tolerated by the Lord Protector of Cybertron," Megatron stated venomously.

And this time, Optimus didn't stop Megatron from slamming his servo into the older robot's chest. Sentinel staggered from the blow as Optimus stood side by side with Megatron.

The two Cybertronian leaders glared down at the struggling Prime.

"I believe, Optimus, there is only one way to remedy what this monster has committed," Megatron commented coolly as he crossed his arms across his chest.

"Indeed," Optimus agreed.

Before him, Sentinel Prime witnessed Cybertron's Prime and Lord Protector standing side by side, working together as they had done so many millennia ago.

Too bad this momentous occasion was going to be his last.

"Will you do the honors?" Optimus asked calmly.

"He's a disgrace to the title you hold; I believe you have the most cause to do this," Megatron replied as he handed over his pistol cannon over to Optimus, "But I'd like to have a servo in it as well."

Optimus smirked slightly, "Always have to be part of everything, don't you?"

Megatron shrugged, "You know me."

A bewildered Sentinel witnessed this exchange before seeing that Optimus's optics were now facing him. His own purple optics widened in realization.

"Optimus, please, do not listen to that monster. I was only trying to help..," his voice died out into a scream of pain as Optimus took the first shot.

Nodding towards Megatron, he stated, "We end this together."

Megatron simply nodded and grinned, "Truce, Oppy?"

"Truce, Megs," Optimus returned with a smirk.

"One shall fall, two shall stand," Megatron impersonated his companion as Optimus frowned slightly.

"That was not amusing," he returned.

His brother shrugged before they turned and finished off the monster that had caused all the strife on Cybertron and on their new home, Earth.

Their task finished, they peered over the broken and battered city, witnessing as the battle raged on. The two Cybertronians realized what must be done and quietly stood for a moment of silence together.

Optimus finally stated, "This doesn't change our part in this war. We made mistakes."

"I know, brother, I know," Megatron responded solemnly.

And with that, the two leaders made their way towards the main battlefield.

Change was on the horizon.

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Note: I hoped you enjoyed the first chapter! And sorry if you thought Megatron was OC, but don't worry. Even with a truce, Megatron is still arrogant and disdainful of humans. He will just get along better with Optimus. Especially because to save their new home; they are going to have to cooperate.

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