[Megatron squints at the screen, trying to purposely blur the image before him. Prime? No. Another prime? Possible. As if this week wasn't bad enough. Perhaps he was dead, and this is the punishment the allspark devised for him. An eternity of unkillable Primes. Megatron shivered at the thought. He responds with a murderous undertone.]
[Optimus hears the voice and almost instantly feels a dark sense of dread wash over him. It is a powerful voice that holds no mercy or kindness for anyone. What's worse, the voice called him by his name.]
Who is this?
[His own tone is defiant as he picks up the communicator, as if to mask the unease he is feeling. The face looking up at him causes him to draw back ever so slightly. He hasn't seen such malice in anyone's expression since the last time he fought Megatron...]
[Yes, it stood to reason that if This prime looked different, his Megatron also looked different. Even so, the indignity of Prime not knowing who he was enraged Megatron.]
You KNOW who I am, Prime. And regardless of how many of you pop up in this infernal place, I will see you ALL scrapped.
Prime.
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Who is this?
[His own tone is defiant as he picks up the communicator, as if to mask the unease he is feeling. The face looking up at him causes him to draw back ever so slightly. He hasn't seen such malice in anyone's expression since the last time he fought Megatron...]
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You KNOW who I am, Prime. And regardless of how many of you pop up in this infernal place, I will see you ALL scrapped.
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I don't know who you-
Wait.
[How many? Could he possibly be referring to his other self?]
Are you Megatron?
[Aw slag.]
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I see. Your emergence from the well must have made your processors slow, Prime.
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