The glowing red underbelly of the Nemesis died. As did the rest of the ship, everything collapsed, everything shut down, everything fell apart. The resistance defensive lines fell silent.
Optimus Prime stood just as silent as the two Alicorn sisters. Their eyes were fixated above, staring at the dark flagship that tumbled and rumbled from the inside. Then it fell. Like a lumbering beast thwarted by a heroic figure, the Decepticon flagship began to fall.
Panic began to arise from the resistance fighters once the thought of the thousand ton alien spaceship crushing them crossed their minds. Thankfully, that thought was dashed away once the Nemesis tilted heavily to the left, choosing to smash into numerous buildings as it continued on its crash course.
“The Nemesis crumbles!” Princess Luna shouted with her hoof outstretched in victory. She quickly brought it back, wincing in pain from her wound still not fully healed. The resistance fighters cheered from behind, lifting up their rifles and swords in victory.
Princess Celestia and Optimus Prime…they did not cheer. Their focus remained on something else…something from the Nemesis.
They both saw it.
Five massive individuals leapt from the side of the Nemesis’ tow cable launch port. They landed straight ahead in the streets, joining in on the main battle between Shining Armor’s forces and the Decepticon and Alliance army. Both Optimus and Celestia turned back towards the falling flagship, both of them gasping.
Shockwave was there. He stood alongside Soundwave and one other at the top of the Nemesis as it continued to fall. At once, all in unison, the three figures all jumped from the Nemesis, the ship falling behind the row of skyscrapers that Optimus could not see behind.
A massive rumble in the streets followed the crash of the Decepticon flagship.
Then the fighting continued.
With Optimus’ optics still locked on the rising smoke from the presumed crash site, the sounds of the two sisters spoke from his side. He listened to them, yet he did not take his gaze off the smoke.
“The Combaticons have entered the fight, dear sister!” Luna announced, levitating her longsword in a defensive pose. Optimus spun his head back to take witness to the fight ahead of him. Painful screams, rocket blasts, swords cutting and slashing, rifle fire, and the occasional sound of bodies hitting the ground filled Prime’s hearing processors.
He gripped his sword. He tightened his shield.
Optimus prepared to take a step forward, to move into the main fight and aid the resistance equines. He stopped, on his own will he stopped. Prime turned his head back, gazing longingly at the still rising cloud of dark smoke.
A feeling of dread washed over his spark, a feeling he had never experienced forward. A feeling of foreboding, of dark nostalgia. He’d rather not let the feeling fill up his chest, but at the time, with the sky burning and ashes falling from the flames that consumed the buildings of Manehattan, Prime had to face it. Behind the skyscrapers, lost in the Nemesis’ crash, laid something Prime was glad to have forgotten.
That didn’t mean he needed to avoid it. No, it didn’t. Optimus, filled with the feelings that ripened his worn spark, ultimately began to move forward towards the crash site hidden behind the skyscrapers.
Yet, he stopped once more. Prime didn’t want to abandon his friends, his allies, from the Decepticon and Alliance army pushing forward by the second. He was conflicted, tied to the main war ahead and the dark feeling he must confront where the Nemesis lied. He lowered his head only slightly, staring at his weapons, contemplating his choices.
The princess’ words began to rise again.
“Do what you must, Optimus. We will hold the line in your absence.”
Slowly, the last Prime turned his gaze back, locking it with the solar goddess’. He turned his body back to face her. As he did so, Optimus spotted the conflict ahead of them, passed the two Alicorns and swarming downtown Manehattan. A flurry of explosions rocked the earth.
“Are you certain?” Prime asked.
Both Celestia and Luna nodded, levitating their weapons.
“Shockwave must be stopped at all costs, and yes, I’m certain you’re the one to do it,” Celestia told the towering Autobot, offering a knowing grin.
“Now, be gone with you! Quickly, before we change our minds!” Luna advised, smiling up at the Autobot leader with a grin that plastered her sister’s.
Optimus nodded to them both. With rejuvenated strengths, the last Prime stood up straight, his sword and shield held tight in his grasp. He spun around and took off straight through the carnage of a toppled building, disappearing behind the skyscrapers on the new road he entered.
The rifle fire continued with the absence of the Autobot leader. Princess Celestia sighed, turning around to face the body-filled, gruesome road ahead of her. The enemy army was growing nearer as the seconds ticked away. Soon enough, the resistance lines would be overwhelmed, outmatched. Just as the two sisters imagined in the worst possible way, the Equestrian Revolution would end in the fall of everything they knew was right and just.
If the Decepticons were going to win, they would have to do it standing over the bodies of every last resistance fighter. That is, if they got through Celestia or Luna first.
If the resistance was going to lose, then they would take down as many Decepticons as they could, same went for the Alliance.
Princess Celestia levitated her spear, Luna her longsword.
Ignoring the blasts from the fight ahead and the roaring of jet engines from the aerial Decepticon fighters flying high above, Princess Luna forced another small smile, wincing slightly as she applied pressure to her left foreleg.
“Art thou ready, sister?” the dark blue Alicorn asked.
Celestia was soon to answer, yet she stopped and fell silent. The whole battlefield fell silent, save for the constant sounds of jet engines soaring across the skies.
A new shadow emerged, and from the fall of the Decepticon warship…another was born.
The resistance stopped firing. The downtown battle halted for the briefest of moments. With Alliance ponies and Shining’s troops still locked in combat, all eyes turned to the sky where a new shadow covered across the landscape. Even Shining Armor, having just relished over his recent victory against a Decepticon soldier and stood proudly over its remains, turned his nose to the sky, his eyes growing dark and his heart feeling cold.
Another Decepticon warship hovered over the buildings.
Although it wasn’t as large as the Nemesis was, the ship rivaled all other flying beasts in the sky with its massive size and terrifying image. The new ship slowly hovered down below just above and between the rooftops far down the road. Celestia and Luna continued to stare at it, the entire battlefield continued to stare at it.
Some laughter was heard. Deep, gruff, evil laughter. Celestia could only imagine it to come from the remaining Decepticon soldiers, but why?
They soon found out.
The resistance soon found out.
The whole city soon found out.
With a powerful clash of metal against metal, causing windows to shatter and dust to pick up from the streets, the new ship morphed and changed so the whole street could see. It was an incredible, jaw-dropping, heart-stopping sight that caused both princesses to feel mixtures of shock and fear rush through their veins.
The ship ended its transformation, taking the new form of a bipedal Cybertronian god in the midst of mortals. It landed in the streets, two legs halting its collapse that bended only slightly at the knees. Slowly, the titan began to stand fully upwards, two arms appearing at its sides as well as a pair of wings on its back.
Shining Armor gulped, slowly shaking his head side to side.
“Can’t be…” he whispered, never taking his eyes off the symbol on its chest.
On his chest, the Decepticon symbol burned bright purple. His eyes followed, lighting up the same color. The darkness of the city street was lit up in the light, purple glow, enveloping across Shining Armor’s troops as a figure of his dominance, of his unequal power.
Omega Supreme lifted up his right fist, charging an energy ball between his rotating fingers.
He fired right into Shining Armor’s army. The screams of burning ponies were ripe, alongside the cries of victory from the Decepticon and Alliance forces.