And Watered Heaven with Their Tears
Written by DBX

The night, in war it's ruthless and unforgiving. Since the destruction of the protoform factories, Megatron has stepped up his attack. He knows now that our forces are limited. The streets are littered with debris from fallen buildings. The entire city has become a war zone, casualties numbering in the thousands. Megatron has been sending drones after us now. Unable to do his own dirty work.

There's gunfire all around now. I run down the streets, now bombed out rubble trying to escape the fighting. Mortar shells explode all around as drones fly overhead. I finally find cover in a makeshift trench. I look up to see two ground drones have followed me. I fire destroying one of them. The other fires back at me. Taking off down the trench I trip over something, a shell of a fallen comrade. I roll onto my back and fire at the drone but my gun jams. Fearing the end I hold my weapon up as a guard but at the last minute a small missile strikes the drone destroying it. Regaining my composure I stand up and walk in the direction of the missile that saved me. A lone Cybertronian sits in the trench holding his weapon acrossed his lap. He's solemn, seemingly unaffected by the war going on around him. As I walk up he acknowledges my presence,

"Where is the air support?!" I yell over the gunfire around us. He points a finger upward, looking up I can see several large colony ships. They shine spotlights on the battlefield from above yet they make no move to intervene, what are they waiting for?

It wasn't always this way, many of us had never seen battle. Megatron's attack has forced even civilians into battle now. Each one of us fighting not only for our planet but for our very lives. I guess what's most disturbing is that he was one of us. We Predacons have always dreamed of rising up above our Maximal leaders and claiming Cybertron in the name of our ancestors, but none of us would ever have dreamed of killing our own kind to achieve that goal. For whom does he claim Cybertron? He has already betrayed Maximal and Predacon alike. What ideals is he fighting for? What does he gain by killing us all?

Days ago I saw an entire squad gunned down by the drones. They barely had a chance to fire before they were taken down by those mindless automatons. When the carnage ended I began looking for survivors. I had almost given up when I heard a faint voice. The damage was extensive, at first I thought I had been hearing things, but he spoke again. I couldn't understand what he was saying until I got closer. He spoke of many things, his friends, his comrades, he even mentioned some of the Autobots from three centuries ago. I wondered if the pain was making him delirious. He began saying something about the soldiers who lay dead around us, he spoke of them like they were there among us, talking to him. I knew he didn't have much time left, there wasn't anything I could do to help him. He began babbling about the city looking so beautiful; I could hardly agree with him seeing the ruins that were once my home. That's when I realized he wasn't talking about Cybertropolis. Maybe he was seeing his fallen comrades. As these thoughts went through my mind, he turned his head to the side and died. Before I could process all of this, I heard the sound of approaching vehicles. All I could do was hide as the collection crews came and took their shells away.

That's the day that they came up with the plan for an evacuation. Only a few hundred could leave before Megatron completely took over the ports. Some of my fellow soldiers were reassigned to help with the evacuation and to make sure everyone got away from the planet safely. I know they don't like it any more than I would. Running away from a fight. Of course the elders were the first to leave, I guess it's easy to pay your way to freedom. Good riddance, they weren't much use to us anyway.

Now I know why those ships aren't helping us, they're part of the evac team. They're leaving now, moving higher into the atmosphere to escape this hell. Cowards....all of them. I can hear the familiar sound of approaching drones. Strange, they aren't firing yet. Aerial drones drop into the trench. The other soldier fires but his weapon is knocked away. I lift my weapon and fire at the drones falling a few of them but one is holding some kind of strange gun up to the other soldier. There's a bright glow of light from his chest, then something comes out of his shell and into the gun. It's his spark...they're stealing his spark! I fire at the drone killing it but then I feel an excruciating pain in my back. Slowly I can feel my consciousness being torn from my body like wires being unplugged. What...is Megatron............doing?..................................................
 

"When the stars threw down their spears, And water'd heaven with their tears, Did he smile his work to see?"