The Monster of Kaon (Transformers Si): Chapter 16

"…I heard from the head blacksmith that the ship is done. However, the blacksmith told me to inform you that most of those modifications will not work without a tremendous power source and ridiculous amounts of Cybermatter and Energon."

"Hmm, I know. This is the reason why I gave you the knowledge of how to make artificial Cybermatter and Synthetic Energon by yourself. As for the power source, I am already working on it."

The Mistress gave me an intrigued gaze.

"It is a variant of my Synth-En. I modified the ratio of its base components to make it even more energy-dense than it already is. The downside is that it is even more volatile than regular Synth-En. Right now, I am working on finding a suitable storage solution for this variant."

"Have you thought of a name for it yet?"

"No. but I am currently going with Super Energon."

"….A simplistic but straightforward name. I think we should just go with it."

I nodded at her words and leaned back, staring at the night sky of Caminus as the familiar buzz of activity from the city filled the silence.

The Mistress did the same, probably contemplating everything that happened up to this point.

This was to be my last night on Caminus since the construction of the Space Bridge by Chela was completed a few days ago and I was already done modifying my Synthetic Energon to be compatible with all forms of Cybertronian technology and people over a year ago, right after returning from our trip.

And frankly, I cannot wait to get out of here.

It was not because Caminus had suddenly become hostile to me. On the contrary, ever since word spread out that Windblade and I were 'blessed' by two of their 'gods' and received their artifacts, the people of Caminus practically worshipped the ground we walked on, so much so that Windblade was directly promoted to be the leader of the City Speakers despite her age while I was offered a place on the Forgefire Parliament, the ruling body of Caminus alongside the Mistress of Flame.

Honestly, the reverence with which these people are staring at me and their behavior is seriously starting to creep me out. That is why, I worked on my Synthetic Energon with all my effort ever since our return, perfecting it so that the moment the Space Bridge was done, I would be out of here.

As luck would have it, Chela managed to receive another message from her mate, Metrotitan, which also contained the origin of the data pack and its coordinates, making it so that I could now directly head to Cybertron without having to take a pit stop on Earth.

That is why, I used the resources of Eukaris according to our agreement to have the Blacksmiths of Caminus construct a modified carrier Jet from Cybertron so that I could take advantage of my new T-Cog and gain a powerful alt-mode.

However, I also acknowledged the fact that I would need a proper ship of my own if I were to travel anywhere in the future.

That is why, I created a blueprint for a highly advanced starship capable of carrying up to 20 Cybertronians. I designed it to work with my Super Energon while possessing Space Bridging capabilities and advanced Warp drives I designed based on the Titan Warp Drives that the ancient Titans had.

I also shared this blueprint with Caminus freely as a form of repayment for all the kindness they had shown me for all these millennia.

However, as the day for my departure came closer and closer, I could not help but put everything about their weird behavior aside and spend time with those I considered my friends.

No matter what, they were still the people who took me in when I had nowhere to go after my involuntary exile from Cybertron. It was the Mistress who rescued me from my stasis pod. It was the Forgefire Parliament who decided to give me more Energon than their own people despite it being in short supply and never forced me to change my body like they did with their own. It was the people of Caminus themselves, who, despite banning me from most establishments due to their traditions, still accepted me as one of their own and treated me with respect.

It was Windblade, Chromia, the Torchbearers, and the rest of the younger generation that reminded me of why I began my fight in the first place.

So, the least I can do is spend my last few days in this world with them.

Besides, it's not like this is a permanent goodbye. If my plan for the new ship works out, I can visit them and Eukaris at any time I want.

That aside, I will not be leaving Caminus alone either since Windblade managed to convince the parliament and Mistress to make her an official 'ambassador' to Cybertron from Caminus. Sadly, Chromia refused to leave since she was in a critical stage of becoming a Torchbearer, but she promised to reunite with us when she was done training, especially since Caminus was once again allowing bots to leave for adventures across the galaxy now that they had a steady and near infinite supply of Synthetic Energon thanks to the fact that I published my research to the planet for free.

If it was back on Cybertron, there is no doubt that many of those bastards in the higher casts would bemoan my decision to share this research in such a way, just like they did when I first published my work on Neocybex programming and C.N.A Research to every bot on Cybertron.

In the end, just like back then, I still feel that freedom of information is something that everyone should have. Of course, some information is too dangerous making them exceptions to this belief, but information that could potentially change the lives of people for the better should never be hidden.

I was brought out of my thoughts when the Mistress suddenly started speaking again.

"Maximus. There is something that you should know."

"What is it?"

"Please understand that what I am about to say might be hard for you to believe and might make you hate me for what I did. But I never had any ill intentions for doing what I did."

I stared at The Mistress before placing my arm on her shoulder.

"Stormrunner. I assure you, there is nothing that you can do that would make me hate you or any other Camian, especially given your personality. If you did something that might draw my ire, then it must have been for a very good reason, making any rash action that I would potentially take moot."

And I truly believe this.

I have spent thousands of years on Caminus and have spent a long, long time with this femme, allowing me to understand her personality at a very intimate level.

In fact, the only people that I know better than her are my original companions in the Ascenticons and old friends and love who have long since become one with Primus.

So, if she truly did something that I disapprove of, then it must have been for a very good reason.

She looked relieved at my words and finally started to speak.

"Do you remember when you first arrived here? When I first pulled you out of that pod?"

I chucked at those words.

"Of course I do. I still remember the sheer shock on your face when I awakened midway through the extraction process and directly floored the Torchbearers and Pyra's predecessor with a single punch each."

The mistress shook her head in exasperation at my words before becoming serious again.

"On that day, I told you that all the data on your pod except your destination was destroyed while lying to the parliament by saying that no data was recovered from your pod."

I nodded at her words. She truly took a great risk that day by lying to the parliament like that for my sake. While her fears of the Parliament reacting adversely to a Cybertronian on their planet were proven to be unfounded, I still appreciated her attempts at shielding me in such a way and giving me a chance to prove myself to her and her people.

"Well, I didn't just lie to the Parliament that day. I lied to you as well. Aside from the telemetry data and destination, there was another dataset within your pod that I copied before erasing it."

That caught my attention as I sat up straight.

"Go on."

"….I think it is better if you see for yourself."

She connected to my network and transferred a massive data packet before falling silent and looking away from me.

I did not have the chance to console her since my entire attention was focused on comprehending what I was seeing and trying to push down the terror and disbelief that rose from my emotional matrix.

It was a set of telemetry data. But this telemetry data was not related to my pod or any other Cybertronian. Instead, if the data is to be believed, it is related to the most important artifact of our people, one that I had hoped to find some time in the future.

The Allspark.

The heart of Cybertron and the very source of power for Primus. The life source of the Well of Sparks. The artifact that was supposedly lost during the war if the rumors I heard were anything to go by combined with my human memories.

This telemetry data showed the trail that the Allspark left during its journey throughout the galaxy before it was lost. Alongside this data, there was a single message, either directed to me or Orion since I won't put it past that bastard Alpha Trion to play such a game with us.

'Our Salvation'

Fuck. This complicated things to an extreme degree, and I really can't ignore something like this either.

It took me a long time to pull myself out of my near-catatonic state before I realized that The Mistress had been silent for all this time.

Her guilt-ridden face was looking in every direction but me as she clearly wished to leave this place. However, she still forced herself to stay by my side so that she could accept any punishment I would lay on her for keeping something like this from me.

I moved closer to her and put my arm around her shoulder, causing her to flinch.

"Stormrunner. Did I not just say that I would never blame you for doing something that you think is good for me? Turns out, I was right to say that. If you had given me this information right after I awakened on Caminus, do you know what I would have done?"

She slowly shook her head, making me smile wryly.

"I would have offlined myself."

The shock of my words was enough to pull her out of her guilt as she gave me a furious and terrified look. A look I returned with a serious gaze.

"Back then, I was in a very bad place, Stormrunner. I had been betrayed by someone who was supposed to look out for the good of our people, I had lost my loved ones because of his actions, and soon after awakening, I learned that my home was now a barren land unfit for life. And that was not the end of it either as you know. So, if I had this data back then, then I truly would have killed myself to get away from all of this in my depressed state. That is why, I think you did the right thing in keeping this information from me until now."

"…Then, you are not angry at me?"

"No. I am not."

"..Thank you."

I hummed and sat there with my friend, watching the stars together on this last night I would spend on Caminus.

"What do you intend to do with that data?"

"Originally, I was going to head straight to Cybertron to see if my friends and loved ones were still there. But now, I must push that potential reunion to a later date because this cannot wait, especially since the trail is more than a few thousand years old at this point, making every second count from here on out if I want to track down its energy trail."

"What about after that?"

I gave her a confident grin.

"After that? It will be time for Cybertron's revival and my reunion with my loved ones."

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Maximus new Jet form:

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