Kaon - The Decepticon Capital

[Foxfire]

Once controlled by the High Council of the Primes, Kaon has fallen to the influence of the Decepticons. The High Council has kept this information quiet as well as it could. Ruled by the Decepticon leader, Megatron, Kaon provided a rally point for all Decepticons and their supporters. Decepticon propaganda flooded the streets the moment the Decepticons seized the city, offering promises of a return to glory and an end to the High Council of the Primes and all of their horrendous acts. The citizens of Kaon have experienced these acts personally and fully support the Decepticon rebellion. Inside of Kokular, the Decepticon Headquarters, an insidious plot to undermine the High Council of the Primes is brewing...

[Rexacon]

War...war was coming, there is no stopping it. This sentence has flowed through Rexacon mind as he makes his way into the inner chamber of Kaon. The words from Megatron was truly inspiring, after all this time of protecting the innocent and getting nothing out of the job, that time has changed. Now he can dominate and thanks to Shockwave, his body is improved. Originally using his new found strength to protect the planet, now it will be used on the council.

Rexacon made his way to the chambers as the doors opened revealing Megatron watching his supporters rally. He slightly turned his head to see who was at the door.

"Ah, Rexacon, so good of you to come in."

Rexacon instantly kneeled before his great leader as he bowed his head in respect.

"Lord Megatron, I have come as you requested. What is my mission my master."

"Our influence is spreading across the planet, Rexacon. Soon the council will be powerless, and then all cybertronians will be treated as equals. I want you to go to Ironfall and rally supporters for our cause."

"As you commanded, Lord Megatron. It shall be done and soon your rule will be absolute."

Rexacon got up and bowed again in respect as he walked out, it was time to continue spreading the influence across the planet. The cybertronians needed to know the truth, just like how he learned the truth.

Rexacon got to the corridors as he sees a small group of cybertronians supporting the movement through the streets.

"Hey you guys. Come here, I want to talk to you."

The cybertronians stop as they were frighten by his look, but went up to him so that he doesn't attack them or something. Rexacon saw that they were frighten, so he made this quick and simple.

"Megatron requires us to help show the rest of the cybertronians in IronFall the error of the council ways. If you can help me in doing so, I'm sure Megatron will reward you for your effort."

The cybertronians looked at each other and nodded as Rexacon nod his head. He turned around and headed out to Ironfall with a small group of decepticon followers behind him. The time of change is drawing near.

[Laser]

Near the outskirts of Kaon, was Gaurdian's Pointe. Named hundreds of years ago by the army, it was a place of seclusion for the Guardian that resided here. It never went out and about, and he'd never seen or heard anything about it. It was about time he found out some information.

"Halt!" A pair of officers stalked up to him. "You there, drone, what are you doing here?"

"I am on military agenda, Masters," He showed them the proper clearance. "Classified information, I'm afraid. I'd be happy to brief you...provided you have the proper authority and clearance as well?"

The officers scowled. "Stupid drone. Just get in there and leave us alone."

Kol entired the building. He always imagined this as more majestic, but it was simply an underground bunker. It was old, and leaky. But everything in Cybertron seemed to be decaying these days.

He entered the main chamber, which was pitch black, and shone a beam of light around the room..."Is anyone there? Hello?"

He was startled by a large eye, about half the size of his head, opening in front of him. It studied him, blinked twice, and stared. Kol nodded his head in respect. "Salutations, Noble Guardian, I have been sent to provide maintenance and provide any software upgrades you would need."

The Guardian spoke, with a voice as deep as space, and as clear as energon itself. "I am aware of your business, Kol. Yet I see that you have come empty handed."

Kol was startled. Usually he was just called Unit 766. "I apologize, Master, I was late to the supply house. I shall return tomorrow with weapons upgrades."

"There is no need, my young friend. I have all the upgrades I should ever need, should the time come."

Kol frowned. "The time?"

The eye blinked again. "Perhaps you wouldn't mind being my company for a few cyber minutes?"

"It would be an honor."

"Have you noticed the state of our planet?" Kol nodded. "Decepticons, Autobots, High Council, all of these are key factors in the propoganda that runs through the streets. Our great world is dying, child, and that gives some the means for taking extreme measures."

Kol shook his head. "I do not understand, Master. You do not think....that it will come to war?"

"Corruption leads to calamity, calamity leads to restlessness, and restlessness leads to war. We are far past calamity, and when it is left up to the leaders of the world, everyone wants to be the one with the ability to save the state. The one with the plan, and the key to peace. War is inevitable my friend, and when the time comes, we must be ready to make the greatest decision of our current lives. Autobots, or Decepticons."

"....Which side will you choose?"

"Not even I can know that answer. It is all based on events that happen in the not too distant future. When the time comes, I will know my choice. You will as well."

Kol stood quietly for a few moments. He wasn't afraid....he just felt...sad. Like there was nothing he could do. "Why do they keep you locked up here, Master?"

"It was I who locked myself away from the public eye, and secluded myself from the world of Cybertron. The world isn't ready for a weapon such as myself. Neither is the galaxy. However, my time of emergence is soon enough, when the faction's powers of destruction are enough to match my own."

Kol looked at the time. He needed to meet with Rexacon. "I must go, Noble Guardian. I shall return soon. I hope that when the time comes, we shall battle the enemies of peace..... together."

"As do I. But time shall tell. I am called Laser, please, do not hesitate to visit me again, dear brother." The eye rolled closed, and the room went dark again. Kol left the premises and blasted off towards Kaon. Master Laser had treated him respectfully and kindly. He wondered if he could truly call him: Friend.

REXACON'S FORTRESS

Kol arrived at the gates of Rexacon's magnificent castle. He approached a Guard, and stated his business.

[Rexacon]

~Headquarters~

"Tch and what would a drone like you want with Rexacon? You must be something special if he called you here. Follow me."

The guard opened the doors as he brought Kol over to Rexacon office. He opened the door to his office and bowed quickly before heading out.

Rexacon turned his chair around as he looked at Kol. He gestured Kol to take a seat, whether he chose to sit down or not is none of his concern. As long as he listened to what he has to say it will be good enough for him.

"Kol is it? Well Kol, I am very pleased with your performance in the arena today. Beating the champ like that in 15 seconds, well done I must say so myself. To get to the chase, I want you to join the decepticon armada. Someone of your caliber is essential would be good for our cause against the enforcers. What do you say?"

[Laser]

Kol was surprised. He had just gotten a direct and personal invitation to the Decepticon Armada, by Lord Rexacon himself. Only a fool would decline such a important person, but Kol remembered what Master Laser had said to him: "When the time comes...we shall make our decisions..."

"Lord Rexacon, it is a privilege to visit and even be in your presence, and I appreciate your offer. But before I make such a major commitment, I'm afraid I need to understand the views and goals of the Decepticons. I need to know what the Decepticons and Autobots disagree on, and how much better a future you are planning for our planet." He bowed his head. "I hope I am not asking too much."

[Rexacon]

~Headquarters~

"Kol, our mission to liberate leadership from the council. To make an just society where every cybertronian is equal to each other. As you know, I lost a good friend named Tarlock due to the fact that he was experimented by the council. After losing him, I swore to myself that I would stop them. After hearing Megatron's speech, I joined quickly to ensure that I see his dream become a reality. Changing cybertron will be the best course of action and Megatron will do so. The council disagree, but they will be out of power soon enough. Now drone..I mean Kol, would you join us?"

[Laser]

Kol thought for a moment. One word stood out above the rest.

Equality.

If equality was law, no one would disrespect him again. He walk with Cybertronians as equal, nothing could be taken from him. No one would step on him. No one would insult him. He could move up through the ranks. He could be a hero. He could serve his planet with an environment that would be willing to except him.

It was all he ever wanted.

But there was still something else. He dared to ask, but Rexacon seemed to have the best in mind for Cybertron. "What of the Noble Guardian?"

[Rexacon]

~Headquarters~

It had seemed that Kol was interested in his offer and that he's willing to join them. Good. That's all he needed to hear from him, his interest was at its peak and just when he's about to hear yes, he asked about the guardians. Ah yes the guardians, those transformers that separate themselves from society. He hadn't really thought about that, maybe he should ask Megatron or the higher ups on what they want to do with that, but for now there is no answer.

"It is up to Megatron to decide on what he will do with the guardians. As long as they are not on the council side, I'm sure he won't have to do anything to them."

[Laser]

Kol stood. "Again, I appreciate your gracious offer, Lord Rexacon. Your hospitality is superb, but I really must be going. I trust I am allowed time to consider your offer, but if it is a matter of urgency, know that you have my interest. Your cause is sufficient, and once I have recieved both sides of the story, I hope I can personally message you with my decision."

He bowed humbly. "Will that be all, my lord?"

[Rexacon]

~Headquarters~

Not the answer he had in mind, this drone is starting to test Rexacon patience. Hearing both sides of the story, the council would make some bs excuse. Making sure to get his good side so he'll join, he nodded to Kol and pointed to the door.

"Yes, you may leave now. On your way to Iacon, I want you to deliver this message for me."

Rexacon hands over a transmission box to Kol as he leans over on the desk.

"Deliver that message to a weapon shop in Iacon. I'm sure your heading there anyway to hear the council side of the story or something. Just to let you know, the box will only respond to Towreck voice signature. Do that for me Kol, at the very least."