Revenge of Galaxus

It has been over 300 years since Apollo and I took over Omega L-36 and revived my father from his second death...and revived Queen Zaylen from her FIRST death. Father was never so happy to see his wife's face. For the first time since my hatching...I think I saw him smile. Apollo, Father, Mother, and I have been busy planning our revenge. Our army of assassins are ready to march, their weapons are locked and loaded, and my stolen teleportation device was charged. We were ready to initiate phase A for our plan to expand the Decepticon dominion over Earth. "Father."
"I am ready, my son. We will PUNISH the Autobots!"
I turned. "Apollo."
"I will not fail you, Brother."
I turned to my army. "MEN!" They cheered. "Let's go." I turned to the queen. "Will you be okay?"
Zaylen smiled. "We'll be fine, my son."
I nodded, and I spread my arms. Electricity crackled around us, and the next thing we know, we were in Peru, in front of the notorious Gate of the Gods. There were several human shamans looking at us with blank expressions. My troops were coming through the portal one by one, in curiosity. They have never been to this dirtball of a planet before. To end this ackward moment, I yelled, "ATTACK!!!!" My troops deployed their fusion cannons and turned the shamans into smoldering piles of ash. I pointed in several directions, and my soldiers moved like one mind. Apollo turned into a Cybertronian jet, and I escorted Father to a nearby town, and we tore the place up. After hours and hours of destruction, the Americans arrived. They were led by our primary target, the main threat to Father's power: Optimus Prime. I was going to charge, but I was stopped. "Not yet. I have a surprise," Father said. He pointed to a similar truck beside Prime. "Over there." I saw the truck transform into an Autobot around my height, who looked a lot like Prime. He looked at me. "Galaxus."
I bared my teeth. "Oblivion."
Optimus transformed after Oblivion. "Go, my son."
Oblivion took out a sword. "Yes, Father."
Megatron looked at me. "Make me proud." He took out an axe. "I'll have a chat with your uncle." We charged at our foes. My blade clashed with Oblivion's. I lookd over to see my recently revived father, young but weak, in rough battle with his brother, old but strong. In a way, they were equally matched. I turned back to my foe. "Humans don't deserve to live."
Oblivion glared at me. "They deserve to choose for themselves!" He punched my jaw and stabbed my arm.
In fury, I jerked forward, my arm falling off. "Then YOU ALL will die WITH them!!!"
I threw him across the street as my arm shifted into its fusion cannon form. "JOIN THEM IN EXTINCTION!!!" I fired a large shot of concentrated nuclear plasma at him, propelling him farther. He took out his own cannon, but didn't fire at me. He grinned. "Megatron, CATCH!!!"
Father was quick, and knows his way around such foolish games, he pulled out his cannon and shot at the incoming projectile. I charged at Oblivion, and dug my sword into his torso. I teleported to the most dangerous place on Earth I knew: the Bermuda Triangle. The last thing I remember from that moment was my father screaming my name as he managed to escape before Apollo dropped an energy explosive, destroying everything for ten miles around.
                                     To Be Continued