Hey everyone! Here is a multi chapter sequel to "All I Ever Wanted"!

Disclaimer: I do not own transformers prime, it belongs to Hasbro

Warning: The story will contain slash, Mpreg, interfacing, violence and mentions of assault.

Oh, and to those reading "For the Love of Sanity", I'm having a little writer's block on that story, and I am going to focus on this one for a while!

NOW ON WITH THE SHOW!

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Prologue

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Optimus prime sighed, as he retreated back to his quarters.

He walked over to his window and looked over a ruined and devastated Cybertron. The Decepticons hadn't reached Fortress Maximus yet, and he and his Autobots were fighting with all their sparks.

Straxus was dead, but the Decepticons still flourished.

But that's not what really got to him. What got to him was that Megatron had betrayed the Autobots, after Straxus died.

Straxus had seen to it that the silver flier became his mate and second in command. It made Optimus sick to his tanks to see the silver mech submit himself to Straxus' every whim.

He remembered when he had found out about it. It had not been pretty.

The Decepticons leader had sent a video feed of how he had bonded with the mech. It was spark wrenching and revolting.

The screams Megatron had made….full of fear, anger, hurt and hatred.

And it was all Prime's fault.

Now, his best friend was a Decepticon and there was nothing he could do about it. If only he had gotten to him sooner when he was taken.

He reached into his sub-space and pulled out a data pad. He pressed the button and up popped a picture of him, and a silver seeker that came to his neck. He wore silver, black and purple armor, with two null rays on his arms, and his wings were held up proudly, the Autobot insignia on his smooth chest. He was a slim, but muscular mech.

That was Megatron. Before he was taken away.

When he saw him on the video, he saw that he had been put into bulkier armor, and the Decepticon insignia had been branded on.

He ran his finger tips' over the picture of Megatron.

He may have called him brother, but his feelings for this mech ran deeper. But he believed that Megatron didn't love him back, so he settled for being his friend and companion.

Now he was the enemy. He led the Decepticons now, with an iron grip of fear, promise and hatred.

Optimus placed the picture down, before reaching up to massage the sides of his aching helm.

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Megatron traced the Decepticon insignia on his chest plate. It felt strange, being bigger than everyone around him. He was more used to looking straight at or straight up at people.

Straxus was dead.

He knew this because he could feel nothing through the twisted bond Straxus himself had forced upon him.

It had hurt. Worse than having the acid from the pits melting through your armor.

Before the battle that killed Straxus, the warlord had been talking about creating a sparkling with him.

Now, the leader was gone, and the second in command took place. He may have hated the leader, but the soldiers weren't anything like him.

It was so strange now. To be the leader of a faction that you're supposed to hate.

Optimus crossed his processor.

His body tensed. He missed him. He missed Optimus Prime, so very much. But at the same time it was painful to be around him.

The Decepticon warlord had no reason to go back to the Autobots now. He was filthy. Tainted by an evil spark, that had slowly devoured his very being.

And the one person he loved more than anything else, didn't love him like that. All he was to him was a brother.

Straxus had said he loved him for a long time; spoke words he knew weren't true. He was smarter than he looked. Even though he hated the mech, that didn't mean he didn't want a sparkling. In fact, he had an artificial insemination done to him. A sparkling was growing inside him right now. Which is why he wasn't going into battle for the next few months. He had asked one of his agents to get trans-fluid and spark energy from Optimus. The Prime didn't even know…..

Hey, if he was going to have a sparkling, it might as well be from Optimus.

He reached into his sub-space and pulled out a picture of the old him and Optimus Prime. He was once a seeker mech, very pretty, and came up to Prime's neck. He kissed the picture, tears sliding down his cheeks, before he looked out one of his windows over Cybertron.

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