The War of Self Righteousness Part 1-The Cause

This is Optimus Prime speaking. Ever since our arrival on this planet we have protected it. Scanning new vehicles in the 105 years we've been hiding. This is my 107th radio transmission that I hope will be picked up by any more surviving Autobots. I refuse to quit this habit, until such a thing becomes a reality. I can't go on thinking that as I speak, my own people fight for their own survival. Just a few years ago I met Autobots who claimed to have been living on an asteriod. This is the thing I refuse to let happen.

This message WAS picked up, but not by Autobots. It was picked up by a Victaca-6. A starship belonging to the vile scum in the Andromeda galaxy. They feed on any sentient thought, and hunt such a thing down. The crew in the Victaca-6 were not bipedal. They had no visible flesh and their skeleton was made of a substance not found on Earth. Their faces resembled the descriptions of "Satan" in Earth mythology. With the evidence of intelligence containing knowledge of manipulating sound waves, they set out to find it. Life is dim in the Universe, most planets are inhabitable and most civilizations are destroyed. Except those who would do anything to stop this fate. And to stop this fate they had to lack morals. How do I know this? My name is Dynat Straghr, a caucasion human who lived on Earth when the Great War occured. It began when Optimus Prime's 107th message was picked up by the Victacas. My ancestor was Samual Witwicky, friend of the Autobots. I was 34 at the time of the war. When the Victaca's invaded our airspace they wiped out half the population in Africa in less than an hour. We and our Autobot friends fought this species for as long as we remember. Unfortunately, this war caught the eye of the Vesyck-ran, humanoid reptilians, who contacted their friends, the Itinu. More and more races landed on Earth, and most of humanity's technology was lost. We fought with guns produced in the very early 21th century. With armor in the very late 20th century. It was as if we were back a hundred years. We and the Autobots fought to retake our homeland from the war hungry invaders. There was no good or bad side. The Victacas fought the Itinu. The Itinu accidently fired at the Vesyck-ran, who was fighting us, who set their intentions on the Itinu. It was a never ending process. In a matter of time we all shot blindly at each other. Entire cities were burned to the ground and humans would have secret underground meetings discussing their strategies. I was a Master Sergeant and always tried to remind everyone we still had morals. We couldn't lose these morals and become the things we were fighting.

woah.

I sense a new series.

That's good.