“…weak..all of you…” His deep and raspy voice growled as his footsteps thudded against the metal floors.

Nemesis Prime was the complete opposite of Optimus Prime. He hated saving people, he hated giving, he hates CHRISTMAS.

He hates just about anything..

His hands were covered in energon as his red optics shone dully through the empty ship.

He had killed all of them, at least, that’s what he thought.