Vector Prime

@exiled-megs

"Yes. And who are you?" Vector Prime looked at the other dully and emotionlessly. He was suspicious, because he sensed something in the other that reminded him very strongly of Unicron. Inwardly, however, he hoped he was wrong.

Vector was visibly astonished. Not just by Megatron's words, but even for the kneeling. He knowing his mname. He knew him from his youngest brother's stories. The Prime was silent for a while before answering calmly. "Stand up, Megatron. Former leader of the Decepticons." The old Prime waited a moment and looked into the young Transformer's spark. Yes, it was contaminated by Unicron's power. So he hadn't been mistaken. So Megatron was misled after all. Seduced by Unicron's power.

Vector Prime listened silently to the Decepticon and nodded. "That would be the first good deed you could do toward Primus." His cooling system sough briefly. "You've caused much damage. Far more than you realize. I hope that one day you'll look back on these past days and see to yourself that you've done your atonement. However, that day is still far away."

"Whenever you want. I'm happy to keep an eye on you, but I won't intervene," he replied, inwardly surprised by Megatron's determination. The young Transformer was truly willing to learn and correct his mistakes. This gave the old Prime some hope. "I will only intervene if the moment comes for you to die. That would cause your unpurified Spark to immediately return to Primus and contaminate him from within. This must not happen under any circumstances!" he admonished Megatron. The purification would only work if Primus remained pure.

@exiled-megs

"Yes. And who are you?" Vector Prime looked at the other dully and emotionlessly. He was suspicious, because he sensed something in the other that reminded him very strongly of Unicron. Inwardly, however, he hoped he was wrong.

Vector was visibly astonished. Not just by Megatron's words, but even for the kneeling. He knowing his mname. He knew him from his youngest brother's stories. The Prime was silent for a while before answering calmly. "Stand up, Megatron. Former leader of the Decepticons." The old Prime waited a moment and looked into the young Transformer's spark. Yes, it was contaminated by Unicron's power. So he hadn't been mistaken. So Megatron was misled after all. Seduced by Unicron's power.

Vector Prime listened silently to the Decepticon and nodded. "That would be the first good deed you could do toward Primus." His cooling system sough briefly. "You've caused much damage. Far more than you realize. I hope that one day you'll look back on these past days and see to yourself that you've done your atonement. However, that day is still far away."

@exiled-megs

"Yes. And who are you?" Vector Prime looked at the other dully and emotionlessly. He was suspicious, because he sensed something in the other that reminded him very strongly of Unicron. Inwardly, however, he hoped he was wrong.

Vector was visibly astonished. Not just by Megatron's words, but even for the kneeling. He knowing his mname. He knew him from his youngest brother's stories. The Prime was silent for a while before answering calmly. "Stand up, Megatron. Former leader of the Decepticons." The old Prime waited a moment and looked into the young Transformer's spark. Yes, it was contaminated by Unicron's power. So he hadn't been mistaken. So Megatron was misled after all. Seduced by Unicron's power.

"Joy? After what I had to witness and experience? I doubt it. I am more broken inside than I can feel joy anymore." he growled at Onyx, somewhat angrily. He didn't roar, he didn't scream. He just growled and looked at him angrily. He didn't do anything more. He looked more like a knightly statue, with his head held high and his hands resting on his own sword that had been rammed into the ground. He didn't do anything more. Vector remembered all too well the pain he once felt when Ramjet killed his Endura in front of his eyes. After the shadow play, he never wanted to feel anything again and it has largely continued to this day. Despite this unusual intervention, his emotions returned very slowly and only broke through slightly. However, he will never laugh again. Never feel joy or hope. He didn't want it anymore and so he stuck with it. Onyx will probably never understand this. He had his offspring. He had his own happiness.

"It's not time that takes its toll, but rather what is within time. Life and death. Joy and hate. Hope and doubt. Those are the things that can challenge you, if not break you." Vector replied calmly and bluntly. "So if you want to worry, don't. I'm functioning and I'm fine." The last words were more of a lie, but his younger brother didn't need to know that. He shouldn't worry about such an old bot. He was functioning, dedicated to his task and protecting Cybertron as it should be. He listened to his brother and watched him. He briefly responded to Onyx's joyful statement. "I'm glad to hear that. If you're looking for your Predacons, I'd be happy to take you to them. Maybe there are some who still remember you."

"You mention the constants of the universe as if they are to be avoided. You have rejected your own emotions because you have not allowed yourself to work through them. Yes, there is sparkbreak, death and time take much from us. But it can give us so much more in return. You have not allowed yourself to truly live brother...not since your loss...not since our parting. You were always so bound to duty, though I had always hoped that you were not tied to it as tightly as Prima." He commented, shaking his head and giving a sigh from his vents.

He tilted his head and let his own rage settle briefly in the way he grew still, the way his wings spread and his flanks rippled. "Ah...yes. My predacons. I have heard of their fate. Of the fate of all my creations. Do not think that I will not leave this matter unsettled between Prima and I. He has much to answer for. Not the least of which is what he has allowed you to endure."

His expression darkened when Onyx dared to speak about his emotions and his refusal to live properly. He said nothing and listened to his brother before replying. "Emotions only hinder me from carrying out my task. Why shouldn't I throw them away? They're useless and destroy more than they give." The words sounded cold and emotionless. He had lived out his emotions before, but now? Today he didn't want to know anything about them anymore. Perhaps he was more broken than he thought. Perhaps he had grown too old? He saw the past, the future, and all the events that came and went. He could rarely intervene and often only watch. He didn't know exactly when they would happen like Onyx could, but he knew they would happen. "I was created to protect time. If you want to complain, then complain to Primus. Not to me. Prima had more freedom than yours truly. He knew that, but his guilt drove him too far and too deep into his sense of duty."

He briefly lowered his gaze as his brother spoke of the Predacons. He himself was able to save some, but not all. Many died from the radiation, even though they could be taken away from Cybertron. "What he did was, is, and will remain forever unforgivable. Even if the Predacons weren't as civilized as civilization itself, they were still a part of Cybertron and belong to us." A brief whooshing sounded through his systems as his cooling system kicked in. "Unfortunately, I couldn't save everyone, and of those I was able to take away, too many still died." A short creak sounded quietly. "If I had been more powerful back then, I could have saved more. Unfortunately, I was too weak." The whirring of his cooling system sounded briefly again. "What happened between me and Prima is my business. Stay out of it. I'll sort it out with him as soon as he gets back, if he ever does."

"Mhm…" Vector simply replied when Onyx mentioned his sense of humor. "My sense of humor isn't dead, just dormant, and right now I'm not in the mood to laugh," he added. He watched his brother and heard his joyful statement about his alt form. "That wasn't by choice. It was more of an accident… The dead Predacon fell into my scanning beam when I found another, more suitable form for myself. Unfortunately, the Predacon form was stored forever. It took eons to invent newer generations of the Cog and even figure out how to delete unwanted forms." He paused and thought for a moment before adding something else. "At first, I wasn't very enthusiastic about this form and found it extremely cumbersome. I've gotten used to it now and can at least say that I now have two alternate forms. This allows me to be with the Predacons undisturbed and watch over them, or travel to other Cybertronian worlds and observe them there."

Подниму я к Сварге руки Попрошу я у Богов Чтоб Перун убитых войнов Приютил в краю небес

Я пугать не хочу Но нельзя, миледи Доверяться ведьме – Злом я вам отплачу!

I don't want to scare you. But you can 't trust a witch, my lady. – I will repay you with evil!

The Timekeeper watched his younger brother and was just as happy to see him. It had truly been far too long since he had last seen this humorous beastformer. His mouth briefly twitched into a smile, but due to his immense age and his experiences, he has largely lost his joy. He became bitter, stricter and more aggressive towards strangers. He often had a more neutral relationship with his siblings, rarely showing his emotions. He was seriously injured too often for that.

"I'm happy to see you again too. I never thought I'd see you again. After all this time." Vector nodded to Onyx and continued. "Well, I continue to function and protect the universe as best I can. Even if the quantum membrane always manages to let stray sparks through here." A slight angry growl could be heard from him. He hated it when multiverse travel took place and these then disturbed the order of their universe. "But enough of my worries and grief. How are you? Is everything still working or do you need some more practice?" It was a long time ago that he fought with his brother just to test their abilities. Today, the Timekeeper has to hold back a lot so as not to send someone into the Allspark straight away. His power had grown, as had the universe and the space for time. He has been through a lot and Primus' silence still worried him.

Onyx makes a small amused sound and shakes his head. He steps further forward and offers out a hand to his brother, patient and stalwart. "Vector, it seems you have only grown more dour in my absence. Have you not allowed yourself one ounce of joy in all this time?" he asks, concerned for the other prime.

He lets his wings hang low and out, fanning forward as if seeking to embrace the other prime. "You have always seen time as an unshakable single line, I worry it's taking it's toll upon you brother. Time is not so rigid, I have seen as much." he muses, his optics gleaming with the power of the Triptych Mask.

He grins and shrugs, spreading out his arms and idly dragging a hoof across the ground. "I have been well. Fruitful even. Eukaris thrives, as it always has and will." Then he grinned and flashed sharp fangs as he spread his wings.

"Joy? After what I had to witness and experience? I doubt it. I am more broken inside than I can feel joy anymore." he growled at Onyx, somewhat angrily. He didn't roar, he didn't scream. He just growled and looked at him angrily. He didn't do anything more. He looked more like a knightly statue, with his head held high and his hands resting on his own sword that had been rammed into the ground. He didn't do anything more. Vector remembered all too well the pain he once felt when Ramjet killed his Endura in front of his eyes. After the shadow play, he never wanted to feel anything again and it has largely continued to this day. Despite this unusual intervention, his emotions returned very slowly and only broke through slightly. However, he will never laugh again. Never feel joy or hope. He didn't want it anymore and so he stuck with it. Onyx will probably never understand this. He had his offspring. He had his own happiness.

"It's not time that takes its toll, but rather what is within time. Life and death. Joy and hate. Hope and doubt. Those are the things that can challenge you, if not break you." Vector replied calmly and bluntly. "So if you want to worry, don't. I'm functioning and I'm fine." The last words were more of a lie, but his younger brother didn't need to know that. He shouldn't worry about such an old bot. He was functioning, dedicated to his task and protecting Cybertron as it should be. He listened to his brother and watched him. He briefly responded to Onyx's joyful statement. "I'm glad to hear that. If you're looking for your Predacons, I'd be happy to take you to them. Maybe there are some who still remember you."

The Timekeeper watched his younger brother and was just as happy to see him. It had truly been far too long since he had last seen this humorous beastformer. His mouth briefly twitched into a smile, but due to his immense age and his experiences, he has largely lost his joy. He became bitter, stricter and more aggressive towards strangers. He often had a more neutral relationship with his siblings, rarely showing his emotions. He was seriously injured too often for that.

"I'm happy to see you again too. I never thought I'd see you again. After all this time." Vector nodded to Onyx and continued. "Well, I continue to function and protect the universe as best I can. Even if the quantum membrane always manages to let stray sparks through here." A slight angry growl could be heard from him. He hated it when multiverse travel took place and these then disturbed the order of their universe. "But enough of my worries and grief. How are you? Is everything still working or do you need some more practice?" It was a long time ago that he fought with his brother just to test their abilities. Today, the Timekeeper has to hold back a lot so as not to send someone into the Allspark straight away. His power had grown, as had the universe and the space for time. He has been through a lot and Primus' silence still worried him.

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He is finally ready! FINALLY! Oh Primus! This was a heavy birth. I go to bed. gn8 guys. x__X

Edit: I have forgottem something: I have working this with any picture from Vector Prime and a FanArt reference. :)

As strange as it may sound… For a few days now I have the stupid idea of redrawing this picture. I prefer not to mention that I sat for 1 year and 3 months on this picture and drew it with the mouse! And now I’ve had this stupid idea in my head for days to draw it again. Well, the motivation is currently rather in the basement…

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