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just a scene i been working on lately thought i would pass it your way its a real history making kind of scene from the 80's transformers movie

the very final moments of the fight to the death between optimus prime and megatron i really wanted to get inside primes head during the final moments of his life as a dieing warrior

but at the same time i wanted to enhance the scene and give it more of a epic flavor as well i wanted to take that scene and portray the dieing warrior prime in the end as being a genuinly hot blooded hero like guy shishioh of gaogaigar and kamina of gurren lagann in the end as i got inside his head during the final moments of his fight to the death with megatron.

by the way here is the youtube link for the song i am using for this scene

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oAlztMvvNkk

libera me from hell of the gurren lagann anime soundtrack

i call this scene

TURNING POINT

"I would have waited an eternity for this," "It's over, Prime." Optimus heard Megatron's voice, but it seemed so very distant and so very far away.

"Crawl slave! on your knees!

the Decepticon leader gloated as he kept the gun trained on the Autobot leader despite being heavily damaged himself. Optimus struggled to his knees, balling his hands together for a final act of defiance as he gathers his remaining strength.

He heard his own voice speaking to him.

You've lost. Everything you've worked so very hard for has been destroyed. everyone you knew and loved in life has been killed. Its all over. all over.

Through the morning fog which covered the battlefield He caught a glimpse of his beloved Alita, staring at him. her optics closed in vain as she tried to hold back the tears of optic fluid which streamed down her face her head bowed in sorrow.

Alita... I failed them just as i have failed you...I've been trying so very hard to bring back my past. old friends, old ways. maybe this is what it brings in the heart of a dead city. no past but megatron's rule, no future but Megatron's fist.

_searing pain, fire, panic, fear, loss of hope, dieing, death. i find my very being flooded with emotions as i experience a raging storm of feelings. yet somehow i know these are not my emotions they belong to others.

my people, i can feel them somehow in my spark, i can sense their pain, thier grief, their loneliness, i can feel the bitterness of their devastastion and loss_

he saw in the distance his friends and his comrades.they who had given their lives for the code and covenent of primus and their beliefs. their faces and optics which had once burned so very brightly in life with passion, with hope and determination, were now haunted with greif fear and sorrow.

_Even through all the pain i can still hear them screaming Avenge me, a million dead scream to me AVENGE ME. no. No. NO! Its not over! i cant give up, i cant let him have things his way. those who died before me in this battle, this war of ideals and beliefs. my lost friends and family , my lost comrades and loved ones, all of these people in my life, i dont want to lose any more.

i wont give up this universe of ours, primus and the humans have taught me that our great homeworld cybertron , our preciouse planet earth are among the highest forms of life._ from somewhere deep in his mind, from somewhere in that faraway place of chrystalline concentration and groggy perceptions, in that far away place of dreams and courage he found a final last well of forbidden inner strength and power. he had descended into the very darkness within himself, the deepest level.

even when trapped by karmas endless cycle. the dreams we leave behind will open the door ,when even the very universe itself stands in our way our fighting spirit shall determine what will be , we will break through fate and destiny and defy all who would stop us from persueing our lives in peace

new feelings flood through me, courage, selflessness, hope, these sparks are preciouse few but they

continue to burn bright against the darkness

my neural circuits are nearly fried. can't even collate the damage to my systems. all i can feel is a pull towards an energy source.

familier somehow but elusive, some kind of anciet part of my very internal being. primal and primitive, savage and untamed

neither guided by intelligent thougt or logic but instead guided by something far deeper and ancient then either

INSTINCT

still the energy calls to me from within.

i hear a voice in my mind. so very much like my own, but older, wiser, calling out to me across the vast gulfs of time.

everything you've experienced, everything you are, has led you to this moment, now, reach out your hand, and take hold of the flame

it was partly in his mind, partly in his heart, mostly in his soul. a black pit of hate, anger, rage, wrath, greif and despair. incredibly compressed by his desire and longing for peace, compacted under incredible pressure by his very morale beliefs, held in stasis by the very rigid discipline he had trained himself to posess as a warrior.

this can not break me, I am beyond this pain. i won't give into this. ultra magnus, hot rod, ,arcee i love you all too much. i will not let him hurt you. i WILL NOT LET HIM HURT YOU

the pit exploded with all the pent up emotion's he had once held in check. A sudden surge of raw distructive energy exploded within primes damaged and dieing body as power rerouted from one subsystem to another, his faltering lifesighns peaked dramatically.

Optimus had the strength and the determination to do what was necessary now all he needed was the will. Optimus looked up at his age-old nemesis, gasping for breath as his injuries robbed his system of the oxygen it needed to combust energon.

my friends hopes and dreams our etched into this body transforming the infinite darkness into light unmatched in heaven and earth we are as one being equal to the 13 choosen primes of legend i'm not gonna let it end this way.

Silence spread like a stifling blanket over the battlefield, Prime's horrible gurgling wheeze the only sound echoing across the tarmac. Optimus Prime looked into the eyes of the enemy. He knew that he was the only one who could stop this carnage. He called on the last of his strength for one final blow. he knew he could do it, he could take the monster down optimus was an autobot for whom the word surrender truly had no meaning. The power was there gaining strength like a raging wild fire. the fire like will of determination was burning deep inside of him begging to be released like the throttle handle to a power generator bent on overload but after that he would be spent and it would be over for him .

if i cannot deal with trials such as this then i am no longer worthy of looking magnus and springer in the optics .

Optimus's mind screamed at him to do something, anything to stop the destruction of his friends ,his family, his people. Frustration, fear and pain drove him forward,giving him a kind of tunnel vision where the only thing he could see was the smirk on Megatrons's face. Then the heroic Autobot gathered all his strength for one word as he threw back his head and screamed from somewhere deep within his soul a primal scream so terrifying and sharp it cut through the tyrant like a stunning blow to the temple.

"N... never!" he yelled, gasping painfully, Linking his fists together, Prime swung his joined hands at the Decepticon's throat and made contact as he opens up on megatron from point blank range slamming both fists into Megatron's throat with a full circle round house punch as he bashes in the armor surrounding megatron's throat cutting of his ability to breath.

the decepticon stumbled back 2 full steps as he brought his right hand up to his throat as he struggled to breath. the unintelligable sounds made by his airway as he attempted to draw air into his systems to combust enrgon sounded like a death rattle. the momentary distraction was all the hesitation prime needed as he struggled to his feet.

Turning his attention inward, he accessed the power of the Allspark. that very otherworldy lifeforce from which all livign cybertronian lifesparks are born of and eventuall become one with once more in life and in death. alita's last stand had provided the inspiration. All it took was the slightest thought - a line of coding, fed from his processor down a length of fibre-optic cabling and into his systems. A slight re-direction of power flow here, a minute telescoping of a ventilation funnel there, and Matrix energy flowed into his body.he could actually feel the energy as it traveled from his chest to his shoulders through his arms and into his hands.

Turning a sacred life force of creation into a weapon of distruction was the easiest thing in the world for Optimus Prime. Suddenly, he felt his own Spark twitch and begin to move, inward toward the sacred artefact. Through their mental link, somewhere in his mind he heard Magnus cry out. He knew... they both knew... what it meant.

If a prime were to employ the power of the Matrix in this fashion, to call upon the very life force of their creator primus itself, to have it consume and destroy a fellow cybertronian it would likely consume the spark of its gaurdian as well. Violence, he remembered, always had a consequence.

Ultra Magnus' voice whispered in his mind.

This is the purpose my brother , for which Transformers like you and I were created and given life for. we must never let our courage die,we shall fight to our last breath my brother, to the very last erg of life energy in our exstinguishd sparks if need be, for with these hands we shall create victory.

in his mind optimus thought cast to his brother through their spark bond.

"do not grieve for me my brother , my spark had withered and drowned in a dark sea of loss and despair but has at last been reawakened, if this dieing body of mine can create a new tomorrow for us all then i shall gladly give it"

gasping for breath struggling to clear his constricted airway megatron attempts to reposition his back cannon along his right side waist and with a supreme mental effort powered it to a full charged blast then fires it at the primes head in what is certain to be a kill shot through the autobots central processor.

but optimus has seen through the decepticons feigned moment of weakness and raises a left arm out into the air in front of his head. his glowing hand and fingers outstretched wide as the bolt of distructive energy harmlessly collides with his glowing left hand and arcs over his body andaround his body as it passes between the fingers. the blast harmlessly dissipates in the air in a blinding display of colored light and shadow

NO!, ...Impossible.. the decepticon leader croaks as he attempts to speak.

his voice rumbling with deep rage the prime spoke. NOTHING .... IS ... IMPOSSIBLE ... FOR THOSE.. WHO HAVE COURAGE

the autobot leader screams at his opponent as he levels his optics at Megatron.

"How can this be?" gasped the decepticon warlord "Your a dieing mechanoid prime, where are you drawing all of this power from?" the decepticon leader shouted in anger

"Whether its impossible or laughable , great men open up paths to victory."

" There are no words to describe how much i completely , passionately hate you and your kind optimus,

"My friends are dead, they are gone but they are on my back and in my spark , they live on as a part of me " "this day, here and now,we stand together united in purpose , will and spirit, we have evolved beyond the persons we once were mere moments before!

"Little by little, our race will advance a bit further with each generation. That's how we learn grow and evolve " the autobot leader spoke to his enemy

That is the path that leads to extinction autobot. Why can't your kind see your pathetic limitations as a race? yelled the decepticon warlord his strangled voice was like a shrill screech as he struggled to breath No thats Your limitation megatron! You rule over our ruined homeworld cybertron, closed-off, locking away and destroying other lifeforms all because they dont fit your sick twisted ideal of perfection while your ruling over their worlds like some kind of king! That's nobody's limitation but your own!!

"we autobots once knew someone who was much greater then any of us , for his sake alone we will keep moving forward, i have staked everything on the greatness of the human spirit and its passion to survive against even the most insurmountable of odds

" mark my words, this war has torn open a hole in the universe through space and time, and through that passageway will come those who would follow , the dreams of those who have fallen, the hopes of those yet to come. with those two sets of dreams weaved together into a double helix drilling a path towards tomorrow, in 20 generations time our twin races cybertronian and human shall be united in will purpose and destiny to create a greater tomorrow for us all

You've committed genocide against our very people and the universe itself , you have ruined our world , you have taken away my friends , my family , my loved ones, and most cruely of all my beloved Alita, and you have shamed our Father alpha trion!

YOU WILL NEVER BE FORGIVEN! he screamed. the wind carries his words to every corner of the city.

utilising the age old teachings of circuit-su he called forth energy from his very life spark which was his soul . matrix energy began to glow at his finger tips soft and white at first then with the color changing to a light bluish white as the power built up in intensity. lightning like pathways of energy began to arc back and forth as the energy increased. THESE HANDS OF MINE GLOW WITH A AWESOME POWER!

crackling and humming in near spider web patterns between his hands and fingers as the power built up in intesity and strength.The power doubled, then tripled, then swelled beyond measure. prime willed the energy to flow from his hands into a fiery blueish white spere hovering in the air between his hands as it materialised in the air.

ITS BURNING GRIP TELLS ME TO DESTROY YOU! concentrating mightily he willed the energy to coalensce into a speroid like form of pure matrix energy as it hovered in midair between his hands. TAKE THIS, MY HATE, MY ANGER, AND ALL OF MY SORROW! MATRIX CANNON CONDEMN BLAZE ATTACK!

The energy was blistering, and the temperature soared as the autobot leader sent the energy ball hurtling through the air at the dcepticon warlord with incredible speed. megatron had but a single moment to glimpse the ball of incredibly distructive energy as it sped towards him like a bolt of lightning before it exploded against his chest with a sound like thunder as it bashed the central portion of his chest inward completely ruining the purple decepticon insignia as it is peeled half away. The Decepticon leader went flying over the edge of the building, striking other ledges The impacts against more outcroppings of rock add to Megatron's damage, each resounding crunching noise, robbing him of energy and racking his being with pain as armor is sheared off by hard rocks Fracturing the sides which split , spilling wires, fuses, lights, circuitry Sparks fly from the many wounds and his battered armor leaks energon freely, then suddenly... the ground is gone and he finds himself falling and too weak to fly. before he finally crashed to the city street below. his body convulses and shakes like a puppet whos strings have become entangled trying to move.

on the cliff Optimus stands tall, armor damaged and bearing heavy wounds, Prime stands, silent vigil over the torn wasteland, His thoughts are almost those of someone in shock, 'is he really gone this time' he asks himself while making sure that Megatron had fallen.

"i have tried reasoning with you Megatron, and i have tried making my peace with you." "but the only language you will ever understand is violence." "you wanted power so badly and now it has destroyed you" "for the sake of peace throughout the universe, for the comrades that i have lost. my beloved, my friends, and family all. for they who have died, and for those who still live that believe in me, right here and right now i have at long last defeated you. for elita, for primus, for the code of the covenent let there be peace". suddenly a tightening pain fills primes chest as he clutches his left hand to his fuel pump, his knees gave way as vertigo overcame him. and he collapsed on the cliff's edge.