The Second OOC Last Battle Between Galvatron and Optimus Prime. The Columns of Vos Broken pillars rise from the ground, and then stretch like a strange forest into the distance. Some only rise halfway, being crumbled or smashed, while some others are entirely intact. They're made of metal, and their purpose is unclear. Strange runes spiral upward along their shafts, and along some are what appear to be ancient pictographs. It seems that a roof once covered this area, since some pillar groupings are still covered with a kind of ceiling. Whether this was some kind of temple, or just a shelter, is unclear. It is simply vast, a bit puzzling, and oddly...stirring. Galvatron stands near one of the massive columns, his blood red optics peering from under the shadows spread over his face. He spots Optimus Prime in the distance and lets a smile of sheer pleasure pass over his face, thoughts of the past... his past echoing throughout his tortured mind. Leveling his right arm, he points a finger, overshadowed by that ominous cannon at Prime, his thivk, grating voice ringing out over Cybertron's barrens. "PRime! It's been a long time since we met. I will enjoy crushing you just as I did the last time." A shot erupts from his cannon, chewing up the ground at the semi's front. "Halt, and face your death like a real mech... I know you all too well. Come at me now! Mwuhahahahahahaha!" His chuckling is perverse and tainted with madness. Optimus Prime screeches to a halt as the ground is chewed up right in front of his grill. Quickly, he trasnforms, peering in the direction of where the blast came from...his rifle at the ready. "Who in the name of Primus....?" he whispers. It can't be Megatron....he's on the other side of the planet right now fighting Ultra Magnus' main attack force. Prime himself was gathering the secondary attackers to Polyhex when Perceptor pointed out a disturbance nearby. The Autobot Commander had decided to quickly check it out.....just to make sure. Now he starts to get the feeling that something much more than he was expecting is occuring. Galvatron holds his ground, his crown sparkling as he shifts his head just slightly. Not budging even a slight bit, Galvatron folds his massive arms and awaits the oncoming Optimus, his fingers clutching together tightly in anticipation. "There will be no rebirths.... no interference. I will do this with pride and pleasure. And you will once again know the cold desolation that is death, like so many others that I have faced. Your kind has dogged me for far too long and I will no longer stand it!" Jumping up, he activates his thrusters and levels his arm snapping shot after shot off at the big red machine. "You -WILL- DIE!" he screams, bloodlust in his voice. Optimus Prime transforms into Robot mode. Galvatron missed Optimus Prime with his particle_gun attack. Optimus Prime's reflexes kick in...and he quickly throws himself to the side as the shots blast past him, singing the edge of his armor very lightly. "I don't have time to deal with a stark raving lunatic..." he mutters, blasting a few volleys from his own rifle in answer as he sprints for some nearby cover. Optimus Prime hit Galvatron with his laser attack. Galvatron snarls in sheer disgust, the lasers peppering his frame. Glancing at the scorch marks left behind he growls, swinging the cannon back to bear on the running Optimus. "You unworthy fool! Stark raving lunatic... heh. Very descriptive, considering who it's coming from. I wiped the universe free from your pox once before, and I will do it again. Kill you twice, three times, five, perhaps! It matters not! As long as you live, I -will destroy you-!" Wasting his energy on no more words, he snaps off a shot of low level beams at his foe. Optimus Prime rolls forward as the low level beams blast into the ground where he once was, suddenly rolling up to one knee. "Strange....you seem to sound alot like that person that Prowl mentioned...the one from his universe.....Galvatron.." he mutters, suddenly gathering his legs under him and heaving himself mightily into the air, bringing his rifle to bear as he reaches the maximum height of his leap. The distinctive *BU-DA-BAMP* of his rifle discharging several more times with increased powr. Optimus Prime hit Galvatron with his laser2 attack. Optimus Prime starts to decend after firing. "Strange.......I expected you to be tougher..." Galvatron staggers back with the showering of lasers, flecking the carbon scoring off with an idle hand. He finally comes to a crunch onto the ground, raising his fist as he curses. "Prime... I am -tougher-! Tougher than any insignificant speck of life in this entire cosmos! And Prowl... yes, I butchered him in cold blood, just as I will butcher you now... again, might I add!" His arm cannon begins to hum loudly as he brings it up. "You are going to have to face the facts: You are obsolete! JUNK!" His cannon sends a mighty blast forward. Galvatron hit Optimus Prime with his cannon attack. Optimus Prime lands, getting ready to move again.....except he hesitates for a moment too long at the mention of Prowl's death. "What are you talking about!? Prowl is...UNGH!" the blast tears into his chest full force, blasting Prime off his feet and smashing into an ancient column...which just disintegrates under his weight. His rifle skitters from his grasp to go landing somewhere else in the debris.....out of sight. Prime holds his chest for a moment, registering the pain. *Ungh....that hurt. As bad as Megatron's....gotta be more careful...* At that, the Autobot Commander climbs to his feet, starting to dash forward...now weaponless. Prowl had once said that Galvatron was the reincarnation of Megatron...and in tests of strength the advantage almost always seemed to go to Prime in hand to hand combat vs Megatron, maybe it will be the same here. He decides to bring it to the level he knows, as he leaps forward again, bringing forth one powerful fist.....fueled by his immensely strong limbs. Optimus Prime hit Galvatron with his smash attack. Galvatron smiles in blissful satisfaction, noting the minor moment of agony that Prime was in. He takes a step forward and offers, "I admire your tenacity, Prime... it -is- legendary. But know that I am more than you'll ever be and that was just a prelude to what you will surely experience at my hands. The pain and suffering... all will be yours to enjoy." He chuckles darkly as he awaits Prime's retaliation, striving to see him through the smoke. He steps over the rubble and takes a precautionary peek inside... surprised to see that he no longer rests there. The fist crashes into his cranium before he can even register Prime's presence, and he loses his footing for a mere instant, getting acquanted with Cybertron's ground. Picking himself up, he snaps, "That was nothing, Prime! Admit it to yourself, and I -may- let you live! You cannot defeat that which is superior! ADMIT IT!!" He swings out with a hammer attack of his own, grunting in a mix of pleasure and destruction. Galvatron hit Optimus Prime with his punch attack. Optimus Prime watches as Galvatron falls to the ground. Only one person he's seen ever recover that fast from a hit that strong, coincidently who carries a cannon on that very same arm....but he's not here right now. "Glad to see you don't have any sort of self esteem problem.." he says. Galvatron's return attack comes too quickly for him to react and his head snaps back under the blow, his body crashing to the ground a second time. He rubs his chin for a few seconds....then suddenly whips around with his foot extended in a sweeping leg hook towards Galvatron's feet. Optimus Prime missed Galvatron with his kick attack. Galvatron wheels around after slapping the taste from Optimus' faceplate, grimacing in an intimidatory manner. Spying the graceful motion that Prime puts force, he leaps up a short distance and comes down directly in the same spot. "Bah! THAT was an attack? I'd expect more from the 'Great Optimus Prime'!" He goes to loop his arms around Optimus for a suplex style manuever. Galvatron hit Optimus Prime with his throw attack. Optimus Prime is sent flying a second time, his head smashing heavily onto the ground, one of his antennae snapping off from the impact. He lets out a muffled, "Whuff!" as he stumbles and lands on his back. Groaning once, he struggles to his feet, clutching his shoulder. As if in slow motion...he suddenly wheels about, transforming. His trailer whisks out of subspace and has barely hitched on before he is barreling straight for the would be tyrant. Galvatron's reflection flashes very briefly in Prime's grill...... Optimus Prime transforms into Semi mode. Optimus Prime missed Galvatron with his crush attack. Galvatron kneels to await the oncoming Semi, optics flashing with evil intentions. He braces himself on the ground and chuckles, putting all of his power into a springing roll above the big red machine. "That," he begins as he neatly lands on his feet. "Was truly pathetic! Starscream could have done better than that, and he's dead! Just as you will be!" With a lurching motion he hops up... Galvatron transforms into Mobile_Cannon mode. Galvatron clatters onto the ground, emitting a sinister chuckling. "Witness, firsthand, how I ended his pathetic existance! DIE!" The barrel violently erupts in a blaze of purple power. Galvatron transforms into Robot mode. Galvatron transforms and collapses on one knee, the energy expenditure overwhelming. Optimus Prime transforms, his trailer seeming to explode backwards and sent spinning as flames erupt from underneath his chassis. Through some miracle of subspace, Prime's rifle has been returned to his hand and he wields it skillfully, flipping away from the blast. Unfortunately...it cuts right -through- his trailer as if it were nothing, blastin the extension into so many little fragments. Prime's howl of agoney echos over the ancient columns and he too collapses upon landing, struggling to fight out the shock of the loss of not one....but two of his components at the same times....as Roller was inside the trailer... Optimus Prime transforms into Robot mode. Optimus Prime forces his tortured body up, his shoulders shaking with the exertion. He can see Galvatron's vulnerable stance. "G...got..." he struggles, pulling to to one knee. "to...stop him...before he..." with a great deal of effort...he raises his laser rifle. "can...fire...again...." Similar to.....but on a much smaller scale than Galvatron...the rifle begins to gather energy, bonding together...melding into one crimson sphere at the tip...which discharges with a sudden and deafening *WHA-BAMP!*. Optimus Prime hit Galvatron with his laser_cannon attack. Galvatron struggles to his feet unsteadily, trying to compensate with a second wind. Spying Optimus' distress, he smiles the smile of a monster. His optics blaze with the lust for killing this most hated foe, and he steps slowly towards his prey. "So," he chuckles. "The great Optimus kneels before the might of Galvatron. Your pathetic armies cannot save you now, you fool." The blast catches him completely off guard, and he is sent hurtling backwards a good 50 yards. He slides across Cybertron's surface, sparks left in his wake. "Arrrughhh..." he emits, skidding to a halt on top of a pile of rubble. He lies there for a moment, cracked and drained, shaking the cobwebs from his system. His limp form soons begin to move again, like a slasher flick killer, and he rises to a foot. "This..." he raggedly breathes. "IS your curtain call. I will not suffer anymore of your kind... I shall be satisfied, Prime. Megatron killed you once. And I am more than Megatron ever was." He stalks carefully forward. "Kneel and be served your death sentance!" Galvatron snarls and rushes forward unexpectedly, lashing out with his hand. Electricity crackles and arcs over his purple gauntlets as he tries to electro-crush the life from Prime's body. "DIE!! DIE!!!" Galvatron hit Optimus Prime with his electricity attack. Optimus Prime is still recovering from before...and he's too slow to get out of the way in time. He raises one forearm to protect himself...unfortunately it just acts as a conductor. His howl of pain cuts through the cybertronian night....his form illuminated as it courses with blue lightning from every orifice..... Galvatron squeezes tightly on Optimus's frame, his pained, yet strong voice ringing out. "That's it... cower. FALL! Kneel before the might of the Empire!" He tightens his vice-like grip, giving no quarter. "Feel the pain that Prowl felt... that Brawn felt... Ironhide... Ratchet... Starscream... and YOU! This is your last moment of fading glory Prime! I shall make this time cower before me as I did the future!" Galvatron's optics sparkle as he relives his shining moment... But even then....throughout the pain...the agony...it comes back to him. Galvatron....the reincarnation of Megatron......a battle that effectively spelled the death of both leaders..and of many of the other Autobots. Right then and there....Prime considers giving up. After all...hadn't Prowl said that from his futuristic universe he was dead anyway? Why work toward something that is just going to end? But somewhere....deep inside the spark refuses to go out....pulsing deeply like the very relic that he carries in his chest. No...not for Brawn, for Ironhide.....Ratchet....Prowl....that was that universe. And if he had anything to do with it....this one was going to turn out very different. A sudden surge of strength goes through Prime....as he brings a free hand to bear, gripping Galvatron's forearm. "Let..." he grunts. "...me..." his shoulders strain, starting to lift the tyrant into the air. "GOOOO!" he roars, suddenly hurling Galvatron forward with strength not called upon for many years...even in his battles with his arch-nemesis. Optimus Prime hit Galvatron with his throw attack. Galvatron's optics register a shocked flicker, widening and pulsing. He looks down at his hands, knowing damned well that Prime never had that kind of force before. Before anything can come from his vocal circuitry, he is cast over his foe and ibto a pillar, obliterating it and sending fragments and rubble showering down over him. He looks up at his foe, his darkest hour upon him and raises a trembling hand. It's beginning to sink in that Optimus Prime is... was... and will be the toughest nemesis he has ever faced. Wailing in anger and disbelief, his cry splits the dry air of Cybertron's atmosphere. "No... i-it cannot be! I won't... allow this! I CANNOT! My defeat will come when I accept it, and this is not that time! You... I'll DESTROY YOU!!! ARRRGGHHHHH!!!" He leaps up and charges headlong at his opponent, cocking a fist back and throwing a clumsly, yet powerful punch at Prime's faceplate. "This has gone on or too long! I will end it!!" Galvatron hit Optimus Prime with his punch attack. Optimus Prime's faceplate smashes in as his whole body shudders backwards. Suprisingly...he dosen't fall, instead bringing back one hand to clutch at one of the nearby columns for support. Slowly....he stands up straight again....leering at Galvatron through his optics. Slowly he raises one hand, optics crackling as lighting arcs across his body from his wounds. "Your universe is different than mine......." he growls, taking a step forward. "....what has happened there...I cannot repair...although it still pains me to hear it.." almost unnoticably...his hands clench into powerful, piledriver like fists. "But you will NEVER TOUCH THOSE I CARE ABOUT WHILE I STILL LIVE!" he bellows suddenly, chargins forward with both limbs raised, suddenly swinging sideways for a monstrously powerful axehanded punch for Galvatron's side. Optimus Prime hit Galvatron with his smash attack. Galvatron stands still, chest heaving, massive body cracked and charred. He is in his toughest challenge yet, he knows this now, but a part of him refuses to accept it. Even as Optimus batters him with a train wreck causing blow, he refuses to give in. He staggers back and almost falls, yet he manages to keep his feet planted on the ground weakly. "You... underestimate me... if that's what it takes, I'll incinerate everyone you hold dear. Starting with Elita One and ending with that wretched Earth! And I shall tear the matrix from your burnt chassis... and mount it..." Shuddering violently and leaking energon from his mouth, he takes a jerky leap back, raising both feet towards Prime's chin. Galvatron missed Optimus Prime with his kick attack. Optimus Prime jerks back as the feet come within inches of slamming into his chin. Almost blindingly fast he steps forward again, his optics flashing with something akin to fury. Extremely rarely seen in the Autobot Commander....but terrible to behold. Megatron always seemed to take a perverse pleasure when Optimus lost all control....despite that it usually spelled a severe beating for those involved. And right now......Galvatron is on the very receiving brunt of one of those furies. "You'll never touch her! You'll never touch Earth...." he roars, suddenly snapping forward with a powerful two handed uppercut. "In fact....I'll make sure you never hurt anyone ever again!" Optimus Prime hit Galvatron with his punch attack. Galvatron unghs, the punch breaking a spire from his crown and sending him staggering a few steps. He looks on at Prime with a sadistic smile, nodding his head in approval. "That's it," he croaks. "Become what you hate. Become the epitome of violence and rage. The very defination of hatred and uncontrollable urges. Become that which you most fear becoming... become me." His dark laughter echoes on and on, seemingly endless to himself and most assuredly to anyone nearby. Gripping his fists together tautly, Galvatron motions Prime on, loving the torment and instability he is wringing down. "Let it all out, Prime! Take those last steps and fall from the edge of your pathetic desires and petty holdings. Enjoy the ride and become one with the black hole this universe is being swallowed by. I will stand by and assist... enjoy this. For you, as well as anyone, know that I cannot be stopped with your noble urges... pervert them and be free forever and absolutely." He lifts up his cannon and adds, "Be free from existence..." With a final cackle and last ditch effort, he heaves forth a blast of which no one in this time has ever seen, no one could fathom. The power melts nearby metal and singes even Galvatron's optics with its stinging touch. Death in a purple spray, all for one mech... Galvatron hit Optimus Prime with his cannon attack. Optimus Prime's chest almost completely explodes outwards in a shower of melted metal and glass fragments. The beam cuts through his upper torso....despite his attempts to turn away from it. It lances right through, stabbing past and obliterating several columns behind him into so much dust. As if in slow motion.....Prime staggers on his feet...a faint glow emitting from his chest. Yes...its the matrix..glowing through the gap in its protective housing. Through some miracle....it has still survived intact, continuing to give its shining comfort throughout the chaos. Like some sort of immense tree....the Autobot Commander topples.....smashing against Cybertron's hard metal surface with a resounding ring of metal on metal.... Galvatron watches on as the smoke clears, the glow of the Matrix unmistakeable. Almost down to his last drop of energon, he marches in a shamble to his prize. "Yes. The Matrix. The great bearer of hope for the Autobot race. Some help it is, eh Prime? It, too is about to be removed, just like your life." Optimus Prime groans for a moment....lying spread eagled on his back, optics clouded over as he tries to shake off the shock, the hole through his torso still glowing with intense heat around the ridges. Galvatron leans down to stare at Optimus, optic to optic. THe sensation is odd, having never really occured before. "Don't take this personal," he breathes. "AFter all, that's the mistake Megatron made all of those millenia. This isn't about vendettas or pride." He chuckles. "It's for the sheer joy of removing another Autobot." Optimus Prime's optics shimmer once....slowly somewhere he fights through the hazzy fog that clouds his mind. *Got to....get...up.....got to.....stop..* his mouthplate moves.....split down the middle. "Y..yo..u...ge..t....y.ou..." Galvatron chuckles and continues his berating of Prime. "Now... as I watch you twitch in your death throes, I cannot help but enjoy myself. It's an extremely inebriating experience, seeing as how I had no time to celebrate the last time. But, I must cut our meeting short." He levels his cannon barrel to point at Optimus. "Farewell, Optimus Prime. Our rivalry finally ends!" Optimus Prime stares forward at the cannon, knowing he hasn't got the strength in him for this. He rests his head back, resigning himself to death. *I've done everything I can.......Galvatron has won..* he muses in his mind....suprised at how calm he is. Still....frustration tugs at him..like an extra muscle that he has just never used before.....tantalizingly out of his reach. Not so much in that he couldn't use it...but that he wouldn't use it. Prowl had told him of that place....after Optimus' death....and when Hot Rod had used the matrix to light the transformers darkest hour.....slaying the being known as Unicron. *Maybe this was what it was like....its always there...just one must know when to use it...* Deep inside....the matrix pulses powerfully once...then again....and suddenly starts to shimmer, growing in intensity. With no warning whatsoever....what is left of the hatches that contain the matrix snap open, and the light of the Autobot relic flashes full force in the face of Galvatron..... Optimus Prime hit Galvatron with his blinding attack. Galvatron's face registers stunned shock and fear, the blinding light from the ages old artifact bringing back a flood of memories and possibilities. Lightly stepping back, the feared Lord of the Decepticon Empire rests his hands on the sides of his head, twitching in pain. "N-n-no-oooo!! I will... not... UNICRON! WHY?!? NO!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" He stumbles and doubles over, the pain and memories too much for him to bear in this state. Optimus Prime stares down in silent wondor. *But....this isn't our darkest hour...* Gingerly...he reaches down and ahold of the ancient artifact, feeling its strength coursing through his limbs. Finding this renewed strength...he slowly sits up....then climbs to one knee, then finally to a standing position....his entire body bathed in shimmering white light. A voice chimes into his head. *No it is not our darkest hour.....but you are the bearer of the matrix until that darkest hour...and your destiny cannot end yet.* Prime blinks once...understanding. He is the one chosen to carry the key..until it is time to use it to save all. Whether he is the one who will use it....or another will be chosen.....can only be left to the fates. For now....he places the relic gently back in its housing.....the glow returning to normal. Prime stands rigid.....strength coursing back through his shoulders. "Galvatron....." he says quietly. ".....you don't belong here....it is not your time, nor your universe." he balls back a fist...almost glowing with cosmic power and the hidden and suddenly fueled strength. "Go back where you came from!" he says, suddenly lashing forward with the outstretched limb, the very air seeming to shimmer as his fist passes. Optimus Prime hit Galvatron with his crush attack. Galvatron shakes his head in disbelief as Optimus rises up, his mind still clouded with the tortures of ages past and yet to come. His entire body convulses in somber anger, refusing to concede that this is his final act. "NO!!! You're dead, DEAD!!! You hear me?! I swear it, by Unicron's Ghost, I vanquished you!!" He fires blast after futile blast from his cannon, stepping backwards and tripping over obstacles that stand in his way. "No! NO NOOOOOOOOO!!!! I saw it!!! I -DID- it!! Nothing can come back!" His words are cut short as Prime unleashes his true power upon Galvatron, and he falls back, vrumpling in a disheveled mass on the metal surface of his homworld. As he lies there, smoking and shattered, he shudders and tries to speak. "Saw... you... die... It... cannot end this... wa---*" His voice trails off and dies as his optics flash angry crimson once... then die out completely. His twisted wreck lies motionless as smoke curls from the battlesite... the monster, the beast from the future finally laid to rest. An age has ended on this night, and a new one has begun... Optimus Prime slowly raises his hands and stares at them both....as if looking at something that never belonged to him. Turning his gaze from Galvatron's fallen form..he peers upwards towards the sky, watching as the smoke curls lazily upwards...then the twinkling stars. As his voice gently rolls forward...it is not with any jubilation....but sorrow. "Galvatron.....perhaps a tortured pawn of a greater evil...perhaps that greater evil himself...." he stares....as if he could very well see the lone....floating metal ball in space....that will possibly change the lives of so many in the future. "Will it come to pass on us as well?" he whispers.