chapter 21: Battle of the all spark (final part )

The battlefield was chaos incarnate. Explosions rippled through the air, punctuated by the sounds of transforming machinery and the clash of titanic forces. Amid the destruction, Sam found himself face to face with something he never thought possible: his suit of armor, once a simple tool of his ingenuity had now transformed into a towering, fully sentient Cybertronian.

The new Cybertronian, a blend of sleek gold and crimson plating, stood tall. Its optics glowed with a curious light as it locked eyes with Sam.

"Father," it repeated, its deep, resonant voice cutting through the chaos.

Sam blinked, pointing at himself. "Me? You're calling me father?"

The Cybertronian nodded. "Yes. You created me."

Sam's mind reeled. Before he could respond, a sharp whistle tore through the air,a missile. His senses screamed danger. The Cybertronian reacted instantly, lunging toward Sam with astounding speed. Its massive frame shielded him from the explosion, the force sending both of them rolling to the ground.

"Are you okay?" the Cybertronian asked, its voice tinged with concern.

Sam nodded, his heart racing. "Yeah... thanks."

The Cybertronian's arm shifted seamlessly, its plating folding and rearranging. In an instant, a powerful cannon extended from its forearm. It aimed at the source of the attack a Decepticon drone lurking behind the smoke. With a blinding flash, the cannon discharged, obliterating the enemy in a single shot.

Sam stared at the Cybertronian in awe. "That... was incredible. Thank you."

The Cybertronian nodded, the glow of its optics softening. 

Still trying to process everything, Sam tapped the small device in his ear. "Alfred, scan this guy. I need answers."

Alfred's voice chimed in, calm yet intrigued. "Scanning now, sir... Fascinating. The transformation is complete. What you see before you is no longer a suit of armor. It is a fully realized Cybertronian entity, born from your designs and imbued with life by the AllSpark."

Sam exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "Of course it is. This day just keeps getting crazier."

Alfred continued, "The fusion of your technological brilliance and the AllSpark's energy is nothing short of miraculous. I suggest we study this phenomenon once we survive this encounter."

Sam couldn't argue with that. "Agreed." He turned back to the Cybertronian. "You saved my life, and I'm grateful. But for now, we have a bigger problem to deal with."

He looked to the ground and spotted the AllSpark, still glowing faintly. Picking it up, Sam couldn't help but wonder how many more secrets the relic held. Its power seemed limitless and dangerously unpredictable.

The distant sound of clashing metal reminded him of the bigger fight unfolding. Sam turned to the horizon, where Optimus Prime and Megatron were locked in a ferocious battle.

Optimus Prime and Megatron circled each other like predators, their massive frames battered and scorched from the intensity of their clash. The battlefield bore the scars of their titanic struggle: craters in the ground, shattered debris, and fires burning out of control.

"You'll never win, Megatron," Optimus said, his voice calm yet firm, despite the exhaustion evident in his stance. His energy blade shimmered in one hand, while his other held his ion blaster, aimed squarely at his nemesis.

Megatron sneered, his crimson optics blazing with fury. "Your pitiful resistance grows tiresome, Optimus. You cannot stop the inevitable. Cybertron will rise again, under my rule!"

Megatron charged, his fusion cannon glowing ominously. Optimus sidestepped, his blade slicing across Megatron's shoulder, sparks flying from the impact. Megatron roared in pain but retaliated with a backhand swing, sending Optimus skidding across the battlefield.

The two giants clashed again, weapons colliding with deafening force. Optimus ducked under another swing and unleashed a flurry of precise strikes with his blade, cutting into Megatron's armor. But Megatron's fury knew no bounds. He slammed his arm into Optimus, knocking the blade from his hand, and followed up with a blast from his fusion cannon. Optimus barely dodged, the explosion scorching the ground beside him.

"You've grown weak, Prime!" Megatron taunted, his voice dripping with venom. "Always holding back, fighting for these humans what do you hope to achieve . They shall be your own downfall."

Optimus stood tall, his blue optics glowing with determination. "Compassion is not weakness, Megatron. It is what makes us stronger and I refuse for another world to be destroyed like ours ."

The two leaders charged again, trading blow after blow. Optimus fired his ion blaster, the shots tearing into Megatron's armor, but Megatron pressed on, his raw strength and rage driving him forward. The battlefield trembled under the force of their combat.

As the duel raged on, neither noticed the dreadbot lurking in the shadows. The Decepticon assassin crept closer, its missile launcher primed and ready. Waiting for the perfect moment, it fired.

The missile struck Optimus from behind, the explosion sending him staggering forward. Before he could recover, Megatron capitalized on the opening. He roared in triumph as he fired his fusion cannon point-blank into Optimus' chest.

Optimus collapsed, smoke rising from his armor. He struggled to rise, his movements sluggish. Megatron loomed over him, his cannon glowing menacingly.

"You are a fool, Prime," Megatron growled. "Clinging to your outdated ideals. Look at you now. Weak. Defeated. Broken." He raised his cannon, aiming for Optimus' spark chamber. "Any last words?"

Optimus glared up at him, defiant even in the face of death. "I will not let you win, Megatron. Not today. Not ever."

Megatron smirked, relishing his imminent victory. But before he could fire, a golden missile streaked through the air, slamming into him and knocking him off balance. The explosion sent him reeling.

"What?!" Megatron roared, spinning around to locate the source of the attack.

Emerging from the smoke stood a new figure a cybertronian coloured gold and red , its design sleek yet powerful. It radiated energy, its optics burning with purpose. Perched on its shoulder was none other than Sam Witwicky, gripping the AllSpark tightly.

The Cybertronian aimed its cannon at Megatron as it charged towards him and as Sam jumped of the cybertronians shoulder landing next to Optimus Sam spoke his voice steady "Prepare to lose ,Megatron."

The battlefield erupted with the clash of titanic forces. Sam's newly created Cybertronian, sleek and formidable in its gold and red armor, launched itself at Megatron with unyielding resolve. It fought with a tenacity born of loyalty and purpose, its plasma bolts and cannon blasts crackling through the air as it engaged the Decepticon leader.

Megatron, though momentarily stunned by this unexpected challenger, quickly recovered, his imposing frame towering over the newcomer. With a snarl, he parried the Cybertronian's next attack, his blade screeching against the plasma-tipped arm cannon of his opponent.

Sam remained near Optimus Prime, who was still struggling to rise after the ambush that had left him injured. Sam hurried to his side, kneeling next to the Autobot leader.

"Optimus, are you okay?" Sam asked, his voice filled with concern.

Optimus managed to push himself up slightly, his optics flickering but still sharp. "I will survive. The battle, however, is far from over." He glanced at the new Cybertronian, who was trading blows with Megatron. The sound of metal crashing against metal echoed across the field. "Who is that fighting Megatron?"

Sam hesitated, scratching the back of his head awkwardly. "Well... it's kind of a long story. The AllSpark sort of... transformed my suit into him."

Optimus' optics widened in surprise. "The AllSpark... brought another Cybertronian to life?" For a moment, his exhaustion gave way to a flicker of hope. "After so many centuries... a new life has been created. It is a miracle."

Sam nodded, though his grip on the AllSpark tightened. "Yeah, but we can't get too excited yet. Megatron's still wants this." He held up the relic, its faint glow pulsing ominously.

"Sam," Optimus said firmly, "we cannot allow Megatron to claim the AllSpark. Its power in his hands would mean the end of everything.He will doom this world and countless others. If it comes to the worst..." Optimus hesitated before continuing, his voice heavy. "...you must place the AllSpark into my chest and destroy it."

Sam's eyes widened in shock. "What? Optimus, there's got to be another way!"

Optimus held his gaze, unwavering. "You must promise me, Sam. The fate of your world depends on it."

Sam swallowed hard, the weight of the moment settling on his shoulders. He took a deep breath and nodded. "I promise, but it won't come to that."

Optimus gave a small nod of approval, though his optics remained clouded with concern.

The fight between the new Cybertronian and Megatron was a spectacle of power and agility. Despite his inexperience, the gold-and-red warrior held his ground, his plasma cannon firing precise bolts that scorched Megatron's armor.

"Impressive," Megatron growled, sidestepping another plasma bolt. "But who are you to stand against me? What is your name, whelp?"

The Cybertronian paused, his optics narrowing. "I have no name," he said, his voice steady yet filled with conviction. He raised his cannon and fired again, the blast striking Megatron's arm and sending sparks flying.

Megatron roared in fury, the blast barely slowing him down. "No name? Then you're nothing!" He surged forward, swinging his massive blade in a wide arc.

The new Cybertronian ducked and rolled, narrowly avoiding the strike. He countered with a swift uppercut, his fist connecting with Megatron's jaw and staggering the Decepticon. The blow left a visible dent, but Megatron quickly recovered, his centuries of combat experience giving him the upper hand.

"You're fast, but you lack skill," Megatron sneered, launching a devastating series of attacks. His blade struck the Cybertronian's armor repeatedly, each hit leaving deeper gashes. The younger fighter struggled to evade, his movements growing slower under the relentless assault.

Sam watched the battle unfold, his heart pounding. He could see the Cybertronian faltering, his inexperience showing against Megatron's overwhelming strength.

"He's not going to last much longer," Sam muttered, his mind racing. He glanced at the AllSpark in his hands and an idea began to form, reckless and dangerous, but it was their only chance.

Sam turned to Optimus, who was watching the fight with a pained expression. "Optimus," Sam said, his voice firm. "Do you trust me?"

Optimus shifted his gaze to Sam, his optics flickering with a mix of confusion and faith. "You have proven to be worthy of my trust young sparkling ."

Sam nodded, determination hardening his features. "Then I need you to make an opening for me against Megatron when I give the signal."

Optimus hesitated for only a moment before nodding. "Very well."

Sam sprinted toward the battle, his movements swift and purposeful. As he ran, pieces of armor flow towards him from and began attaching to his legs. The metal fused seamlessly, enhancing his speed and agility.

"Let's do this," Sam muttered, leaping into the air as the thrusters on his armor activated.

High above the battlefield, he called out to Optimus. "Now!"

Optimus, trusting in the young sparkling , fired his ion cannon. The shot streaked through the air, striking Megatron square in the chest. The impact sent the Decepticon leader stumbling backward, his blade dropping to the ground as he roared in pain.

The new Cybertronian took the opportunity to retreat, his battered frame heaving with exertion. He looked up to see Sam descending rapidly from the sky.

Sam landed with precision, his armor absorbing the impact as he stood atop Megatron's fallen form. The Decepticon glared up at him, his optics burning with hatred.

"You want the AllSpark so badly?" Sam shouted, holding the relic above his head. "Then take it!"

Before Megatron could react, Sam slammed the AllSpark onto his chest. The relic's energy surged through Megatron's body, crackling with raw power.

"No!" Megatron bellowed, thrashing violently as the AllSpark began to destroy him from the inside out. "You insignificant insect! I will..."

His words were cut off by a scream of agony as the AllSpark's energy consumed him. Sam pressed the relic deeper, ignoring the heat and sparks erupting around him.

Finally, with a deafening explosion, the energy discharged, throwing Sam backward. He landed hard on the ground, his body handling most of the impact. When the smoke cleared, Megatron lay lifeless, his once-menacing frame now a charred and broken husk.

Sam pushed himself to his feet, his breathing ragged. He turned to see the new Cybertronian and Optimus approaching, both gazing at him with a mix of awe and gratitude.

"It's over," Sam said quietly, the weight of the battle finally settling on him.

Optimus got on one knee as he meet sam's gaze , his voice filled with pride. "You have done the impossible, Sam Witwicky. Today, you have saved your world "

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 end of the battle of the all spark sorry if the battle was lack luster i couldnt think of any other way to both destroy the all spark and killing megatron to make way for the second arc for rise of the fallen ,dont worry the all spark is not completely destroyed hehe but youll have to wait and find out !!!!!!!!!

give me them powerstones hehe!!!!!!!!!