Chapter 7

Soundwave and Megatron flew through the air in their vehicle modes as they oversaw the Equestrian Brigade’s march…

Their first prime candidate for a frontal attack was Cloudsdale for Megatron and Soundwave, since it was the city of the Pegasi; and Canterlot, where King Dainn was, for the Brigade…

The two Cybertronians discussed the small plan between them to try and get freed ponies to join their Brigade, and if all else failed and everyone was dead up there…

Megatron would not hesitate to use Dark Energon again to get his goals…

Though it might disgust the ponies for making use of the dead in a vulgar and disrespectful manner, he will do whatever it takes to end this war.

Even if he had to die again to do so…

He noticed Commander Tempest and Celestia standing on the hilltop, doing the same thing he and Soundwave were doing, and sent a ping on her communicator.

“Celestia, I shall wish you luck in your endeavors.” He said, his raspy voice serious.

Celestia looked up at him in the air and smiled, her beautiful, elegant face lighting up the entire world at its pureness…

“ I will do whatever it takes to see this war end; so I shall wish you luck as well, Megatron.” She replied, her fingers on the device in her ear.

Megatron felt his good mood dim at a sudden thought in his processor, and said in a tone that caught The Solar Princess’s attention…

“ Celestia… If I don’t make it back… I want to tell you something that I’ve never said to anyone else except for Soundwave...” he said, his voice grave.

Then with a small vent, he continued, “ Just know that I always saw you as more than a friend. I… I recently started to see you like a Spark Sister…”

He could see the gears turning in her head and the shock on Celestia’s face when she figured it out, and continued.

“ You sat with me on that Astronomy tower that night, gazing up at the stars with a sense of intrigue that I once showed. You have the age and wisdom behind your eyes that said you would do everything in your power to protect who was close to you, including strangers. Even the … ones that don’t want to be redeemed, so that they can learn their mistakes and take on a new life, I once used to be like that… until I noticed that the system we used at our home planet was corrupt...” Megatron’s voice hesitated at the second to last sentence, thinking of himself in that regard.

" Megatron…” she said, her usually calm and motherly voice shaky.

The mech felt the affection underneath the tremors of her vocal processor, and it warmed his Spark….

He said with determination as the two jets soared through the air towards their new destination,.

" If I don’t make it back… I want you to do something for me, as a thank you for taking me I’m when you didn’t have to…” Megatron said.

He continued after a small amount of silence, making him gather the courage so he won’t back out of this...

" I want you to remember me, to never forget the small amount of time we spent together, even though it has been a crazy couple of weeks.” He said, his voice teasing at the end.

He saw Celestia giggle behind her hand, and reply in her comm.

" It HAS been kinda crazy ever since you arrived, I have to admit. But a… good kind of crazy.” She finished with her voice warm.

" I’m glad I can make things exciting!” Megatron dryly said and chuckled afterwards, Celestia following with a small fit of giggles.

There was a comfortable silence, despite the sound of his and Soundwave’s jets, and the marching of the thousand strong army.

Then she broke it…

" Take care of yourself… Brother…” Celestia said, her tone soft, and it reminded the transformed mech of Orion Pax again when he called Megatronus a brother.

" I will… Sister.” Megatron said as he and Soundwave veered off towards Cloudsdale with only one objective in their processors…

To Kill all Caribou that stands in their way and free their prisoners from their hellish prisons...

Cloudsdale was a city made of clouds shaped into a city, hence the name…

But it was surrounded by 50 blimp gunships commandeered by the Caribou that were starting their attack.

Their cannons shot through the material of water vapor with ease, sometimes hitting random Pegasi that were desperately trying to fight back and save their home, with no results...

Some of them tried charging the warships with guns and explosives, but they were instantly shot down by the relentless gunsmen on the decks, shooting the ponies down with accurate precision, and gleefully watched at the dying Pegasi fell to their demise on the ground, hundreds of feet below…

The leading gunship was charging directly towards the city, intent on getting their troops on the metaphorical ground…

How do they stay on the clouds, and not fall to their deaths like the stupid animals they are? Well, they made special armor that were enchanted with sacrificial Pony infused blood magic to make them stay on top of the clouds…

The leading blimp was just now ten yards from the nearest population center, some Caribou roaring for blood and unrelenting rape and murder of the mares, stallions, and foals, that will satisfy them…

But not today…

There was a strange noise in the air of the midair warzone, it was slightly faint, but surely picking up fast in decibels every second.

Some stopped to hear the noise, the fight forgotten and the Caribou looked in the Northwest that was in the direction of the sound.

There were two strange looking crafts cutting through the air with agile ease that made some of the Caribou and ponies stare at in awe, their designs alien, yet ferocious and intimidating all the same.

The leading captain of the warship BLOODRUST, yelled out to his crew,

“ All stations! Prepare to fire on the two unidentified crafts!” He shouted, his voice carrying out through the air loud enough so that everyone on the ship could hear him, as well as some of the others.

The crews manned their guns and cannons, aiming towards the speeding aircraft that was coming towards them at a speed that made some of the Pegasi gulp at.

It was tense as the various Pegasi retreated back to their city to find cover from what may be, the battle of epic proportions…

The more spiky looking craft sped ahead of the more angular looking one and broke the sound barrier, veering towards the large group of gunships that were preparing to fire at…

As it got closer, the captains shouted, “ FIRE!!!”

And all hell broke loose…

Cannons fired simultaneously as well as various types of weaponry that did nothing but miss and ding the armored flyer.

The vehicle sped up as they fired, its nose directed towards the middle one of three that was in a line directing the attack…

Then the scary looking craft fired weapons that noone or pony ever heard of before…

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The weapons located at the sides of the pointed snout fired bright purple plasma bolts at the ships and they impacted the hull, destroying the wood of the 3 decked craft that was armored against pony magic and their primitive weaponry.

But they can’t stop the arsenal that was never seen before…

The jet kept firing, getting closer and closer, before one of the shots landed on a fuel tank that some idiot rookie left on the deck.

The gas of magic and propane explode upon contact with the plasma, and the gunship lurched down, a few holes in its balloon suggested that it cannot stay up in the air for much longer.

The jet made a whirling maneuver that sent it straight up, before it nosedived another gunship, guns blazing at the large balloon.

Just three shots from its guns punctured the ball of helium and it ignited, sending the large crew of the gunship plummeting to their deaths…

*POV Change (Spitfire)*

The ex-captain of the Wonderbolts and appointed leader of the Pegasus Rebellion watched the spectacle that was a craft of unknown make destroy two Caribou gunships with practiced ease…

She was impressed, yet slightly fearful that these two unknowns could turn against her and her fellow cadets and civilians that she brought in to the Wonderbolt Academy as a base of operations…

She donned her light armor and grabbed her .50 Caliber M107 Barrett sniper rifle, and headed up to the roof of the base.

She looked through the scope of her rifle and saw the second craft speeding towards her location, making her put her index finger on the trigger, ready to fire if it was a hostile…

But it wasn’t necessary…

The jet shot over her and flew up, before it broke apart and changed into a gigantic bipedal robot.

It’s blank and glass face stared down at her as it landed with a small THUMP! On the roof of the base, it’s thin mechanical body looming over her at 6 ½ ft in height, in comparison to her 5 ‘9’ height.

Spitfire stared at the silent being, right as it stared back down at her, the air quiet despite the other jet, which she thinks is another metal being in disguise, keeps firing at the Caribou attack fleet…

Then the mech lifted its arm and pointed it’s black finger at her, causing Spitfire to feel confusion for a moment, before she looked down at her armor.

Emblazoned on there ever since it was made, was a symbol that was dark, yet fierce looking, a logo to warn enemies of the secret wrath that the secret division of specially trained Wonderbolts might ensue if you’ve done really wrong in Equestria, or to Princess Celestia’s ponies in general…

Like the Caribou for instance.

There was a wavelength on the visor of the mech as its metal finger touched the symbol she had earned after years of training, saying in a raspy tone, the voice making the mare shudder at it’s malevolence.

“ Decepticon…” It ‘said’, breaking the silence of the war torn air.

Spitfire blinked at the word, then put two and two together as her eyes caught sight of the same insignia on the mech’s large thin shoulders.

“ Does Decepticon mean something to you?” She asked, curious, but still cautious in case this unknown being that wore her insignia could turn on her at any given moment…

The mech stood there silently, before its glass visor filled with an image of a tall alabaster white Alicorn mare sitting regally next to a window, looking outside with a peaceful look on her elegant and eternal face.

Spitfire’s eyes widened at the sight of the mare, two words on her lips as she said,

“ Princess Celestia…” She trailed off afterwards, thinking deeply as the jet veered around to fire another volley just at the edge of her home.

Then she looked up at the mech again, then smiled for the first time in a long while…

Megatron’s jet form sped through the air as he dodged the unrelenting volley of cannonballs, arrows, and bullets that grazed and pinged off of his armor.

He fired his small guns, and then when he got close enough to one of the last 5 gunships out of the 50 that he destroyed in the past few minutes…

He transformed…

He whirled through the air and eject his arm blade out…

With graceful ease and skill of being the top gladiator, he sliced through the thick gunship in half, roaring with triumph as he witnessed the hundreds aboard perish under his servos…

He transformed again into his jet form and quickly finished off the last four ships with ease, before flying back to Cloudsdale, where he knew Soundwave was talking to the rebellion leader.

That’s when he felt something activate in his systems, a small device that Megatron gave to Celestia as a precaution.

*Flashback Begins*

Megatron kneeled down in front of the Solar Princess, the large group of mares decked in armor surrounding the two with grim expressions that reminded him of the war back on Cybertron all those eons ago.

He held out his clawed servo and in the center of it, was a small pendant with the decepticon insignia, hidden behind the image of a sun.

“ Celestia, if you ever get into something you can’t get out of yourself, just pressed down on my symbol, it’ll alert me to where your location is, and I’ll come to you.” He said, his glossa turned down in a frown at the thought of someone he thought of as a Spark Sister getting hurt, or worse.

Celestia smiled up at him…
*Flashback Ends*

Megatron felt a sense of dread in his chassis as he then sent out a locator beacon to see where Celestia was and how she was doing…

His Spark stopped at the results of his pulse scan...

*LOCATION: Canterlot Castle…*
*STATUS: Unknown*
*RECENT INJURIES: Stab Wound By A Blade Of Dark Magic,
WARBING: Dark Magic Poison Detected In Bloodstream! Send For Immediate Medical Assistance!*

He transformed above the middle of the cloud street and roared up into the open sky in rage at the thought of her potentially dead.

His rage as well as the power of Dark Energon, spread throughout the entirety of Cloudsdale, causing the dead bodies of Caribou and ponies alike to become undead with only one thought in their Rage induced madness:

To kill all Caribou on sight…

In his rage, Megatron’s processor cropped up an idea that made him grin evilly, his processor turning back into his Warlord persona…

He turned towards the rising corpses of the dead under his command.

“ TERRORCONS!” He bellowed, gathering the attention of both living and undead alike, “ TAKE FLIGHT, AND BESIEGE THE CITY OF CANTERLOT! LEAVE NO CARIBOU ALIVE!” He roared as he raised his right servo, clenched into a fist as his red optics glowed a very bright violet, his chassis glowing with veins of Dark Energon.

The Pegasi corpses took flight on their fresh wings and slowly soared through the air towards their master’s destination.

The Caribou infused their wreckages of their former gunships into floating warships with menacing wooden spikes and fierce looking cannons that looked to be the maws of dragons…

Megatron watched as his undead army prepped for a full frontal assault with his processor going thousands of electrons per second, thinking of what might’ve happened to Celestia...

And if whoever, most likely King Dain was the one that killed her, knew what was coming for him...

He should’ve said his last goodbyes, because he brought the wrath of Unicron and Megatron combined gunning for him…

Celestia laid on the hard bloodsoaked ground as the small amount of dark magic interrupted her healing process, her blood seeping into the ground and staining her damaged armor as she looked up weakly into the glowing blue eyes of King Dain sneering down at her; his dark poisonous dagger gripped tightly in his meaty hand as he raised it up to commit the final blow to the Alicorn…

After Soundwave received what was going on when he arrived at Home base from the Cloudsdale operation with the entirety of the Pegasi clan; The silent mech transformed into his predator drone jet mode and flew after him.

Rookie Ditzy Doo informed him that Celestia and her Armada haven’t returned from their assault on Canterlot for 3 hours, which made his processor think one of two things that made his longest time friend that enraged…

She was either gravely injured or offline…

With that thought, Soundwave used his radar to locate the signal of Megatron’s Spark signature, which was going at an abnormal speed in the center of the large amount of Dark Energon signatures he detected heading towards the city of Canterlot, praying that his friend hadn’t turned to his Warlord self once again...

Author's Note

A/N: Yes, yes, I can already hear you shouting in the comments that Celestia shouldn't be Megatron's Spark Sister, but to be honest... It FITS!

Originally I was gonna have the two paired off as romantic partners, but then thought it'd be too cliche what with the way my stories are going...

So I decided to change it into a sibling type relationship...

Anyways, hope you guys are enjoying the story, it is ALMOST FINISHED, I am currently working on the epilogue right now, and i think you guys are gonna LOVE what's gonna happen in the next two chapters...

Also, if you guys want me to read this story aloud and record it, lemme know in the comments and I'll do so when I have spare time besides work and YouTube videos.

Uh... Yeah, that's about it... TOODLES!!!