Transformers Galvatron Self Insert (TFP)

Location: Galactic Fortress World - Ardent Nexus POV: Galvatron

The Decimator prowled through the stars like an apex predator patrolling it's territory, it casting a shadow over the dying Galactic Council fleets. Wreckage floated in orbit, the silent testament of the resurgent Decepticon Empire. Ahead lay Ardent Nexus, a fortress world believed to be an impenetrable bulwark against anything it held the armies of a united Cybertron eons ago.

Its planetary shields shimmered with, protecting its cities, research sites, and vast military infrastructure. Yet the defense was futile. The Decepticon war machine had torn through countless worlds, and Ardent Nexus would be no different.

The tactical display flickered, illuminating the Decimator's bridge. From my throne, I observed the battle unfold. My lieutenants executed their roles with precision: Drachen led the ground assault, overwhelming the enemy's fortifications with relentless efficiency; Thunderblast and her Seekers ruled the skies, dismantling orbital platforms and intercepting enemy bombers; Nightburn, operating in the shadows, sabotaged key facilities, crippling power grids and communications.

Yet as I watched, there was a faint sense of unease. Reports from Drachen spoke of Autobot activity. This had been expected, but this was coordinated and concentrated effort.

"Report," I commanded, my optics narrowing.

"Creator," Drachen's voice came through, steady and resolute. "Ground forces are encountering significant resistance. Autobot forces are disrupting supply lines and providing cover for a major excavation site."

Excavation? They thought they could escape but ahh of course they have allied with them oh well.

"Continue the assault," I ordered. "Destroy them."

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Location: Surface of Ardent Nexus

POV: Autobot Commander Kup

Ardent Nexus was a hellscape, its once-thriving cities reduced to craters and rubble. The Decepticons were relentless, their forces swarming over the planet like a mechanical plague. Every explosion felt like the end of another spark, another fragment of hope lost.

But we weren't here to win.

"Keep moving!" I barked, leading my squad through the charred remains of a city block. My team—veterans of countless battles—moved with purpose, covering one another as we advanced toward the excavation site.

The Council had uncovered something deep beneath Ardent Nexus. Something ancient and powerful. They didn't understand it, but we did.

"This artifact might be the key to stopping them," I said, my voice tight with urgency.

My second-in-command, Swiftsteel, glanced at me, her optics flickering with doubt. "And if it's not?"

"Then we'll make this as painful for them as possible," I replied grimly.

Explosions thundered in the distance, the ground shaking beneath our feet. Decepticon ground forces were closing in, their relentless advance leaving little time. We had to secure the artifact and get out.

But as we reached the excavation site, my spark sank. The artifact—a massive Cybertronian relic—was too large to move.

"Options?" Swiftsteel asked, her tone clipped.

I hesitated. "If we can't take it, we'll destroy it. We can't let them have it."

Before we could act, a shadow loomed over us. Tarn. His massive frame landed with a thunderous crash, his blade gleaming with energy.

"Autobots," he said, his voice a low growl. "So predictable." As Drachen lunges at them

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Location: Orbit of Ardent Nexus

POV: Thunderblast

The skies above Ardent Nexus was a battlefield of chaos and destruction. My Seekers darted through the air, their weapons cutting down Council bombers and interceptors. The orbital platforms crumbled one by one, their fiery deaths painting the void in hues of red and orange.

Yet amidst the chaos, an unwelcome presence emerged: Lockdown's fleet.

His ships, a mismatched collection of stolen technology, moved with predatory intent. They targeted my Seekers, drawing them away from their objectives and into a pitched battle.

"Lockdown," I hissed as I dodged and slammed into a wall in the a nearly destroyed Orbital Platform my claws scrape against the console. "Always the opportunist."

His voice crackled over the comms, dripping with mockery. "Thunderblast. How's your leash today? Must be a nice new shiny leash for your new Master."

I growled, my claws flexing. "I'll tear you apart, you scavenging parasite!"

Lockdown's flagship loomed in the distance, bristling with weaponry. My Seekers swarmed it, their firepower denting its armor but failing to break through.

The distraction was deliberate, I realized. He wasn't here to win—he was here to stall me.

"Lockdown," I snarled. "You'll pay for this."

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POV: Galvatron

The battle unfolded perfectly, each step of the strategy was followed. Yet amidst the chaos of battle, a subtle disturbance rippled through my spark. It was faint at first, but it grew—a steady, insistent pulse.

The lights on the Decimator's bridge dimmed, replaced by a flickering crimson hue. The hum of the ship's systems faded, and an oppressive silence descended.

Then came the voice.

"Galvatron."

Deep, resonant, and filled with malice. Unicron Master NO

"You thought you could escape me?" his voice hissed, slithering into my consciousness. "You thought you could defy the one that birthed you?"

"I am no one's puppet and you did not birth me you reformatted Megatron and used it," I said, my tone cold and unyielding.

Unicron's laughter echoed, mocking and relentless. "You cling to Cybertron as if it is your salvation. But it is nothing. A speck in the infinite cosmos. Imagine, Galvatron. Entire realities bowing before us we will rule all off existence."

He offered visions of galaxies consumed by darkness, stars extinguished in his wake.

"I offer you the multiverse," he whispered. "Power beyond comprehension."

"I have no need of you," I said, my optics blazing as my eye's burn a purple and attempted to do something.

Unicron's laughter turned to fury, and a searing pain erupted through my spark. I staggered, falling to one knee.

"You will return to me pet," he growled, his form dissolving into shadow. "Or you will be destroyed."

With sheer will, I rose to my feet. "I AM GALVATRON!," I snarled. "And.... I BOW TO no BODY."

The vision shattered, and the bridge returned to normal.

The vision shattered like glass, the crimson glow dissipating as the bridge of the Decimator came back into focus. The hum of the ship's systems returned, the familiar sounds of warships and communication filling the air.

"Creator?" Drachen's voice cut through the haze. He stood nearby, his optics flickering with concern. "You.... Is everything—?"

"Unicron," I said, my voice colder than before.

Drachen stiffened, his claws flexing slightly. "The Chaos Bringer?"

I turned to him, my optics burning with renewed resolve. "He believes I am his. And believes I will falter."

Drachen nodded, though his frame remained tense. "What would you have me do, my lord?"

I glanced at the tactical hologram, my smirk returning. "Prepare the fleet. Unicron will be a threat no doubt about that, but the Galactic Council is our immediate concern."

Drachen saluted, moving to carry out my orders. As I stared at the map of the galaxy, the faint echo of Unicron's voice lingered in my mind.

"Let him watch," I murmured. "Let him rage. I will not be swayed, never again will I serve anyone."

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Location: Cybertron – Shockwave's Laboratory POV: Shockwave

Lord Galvatron's transmission arrived as I analyzed the assimilation of Ardent Nexus into the empire. His image flickered on the monitor, his optics burning with intensity.

"Unicron has reached out to me," he said.

I turned, processing the statement. "The Chaos Bringer?"

"He attempted to reclaim me," Galvatron said, his tone sharp. "He failed. But his presence grows quicker than the original timeline it's due to me but he will not awaken fully yet but in a few Orbital-Cycles maybe how goes the research on the All-Spark container."

"Understood this is concerning but everything is on schedule and the experimentation of the container has proven enlightening we will be ready for Unicron when he awakens" I said, my optic narrowing. "Though it may be wise to keep this to only a select few as the Decepticons perceive you as divine."

Galvatron's optics flared. "Fine but we need to make it clear I am not divine nor a God I have no wish to be, give me a status update on everything."

I displayed the data. "Ardent Nexus will be fully integrated within a cycle. The fleet continues its advance. All projects remain on schedule. S.2 has begun its mission to locate the lost Cybertronian colonies. Initial reports show S.2 has absorbed Velocitron into the Decepticon Empire it is promising but there have been no reports of any Decepticon or Autobot activity on this side of the galaxy."

"Good," Galvatron said. "Continue your work, Shockwave. And prepare for the possibility of interference of divine powers I will not allow them to disrupt my empire."

"As you command," I replied, watching as the transmission ended.