Vanquished and The Villainess: Day Three/Final Part.

When they learnt of Quintessa's Return, They Fled the battlefield.

Leading Quintessa to a rampage with no bare limits.

Changing the map from Orlando to South Carolina completely and burning all of Virginia till Pennsylvania.

It was a massacre.

A genocide.

Inhumane killing..

Act of a malicious god.

Which she was considered as.

Bible announced their god as creator of all who made humanity to his image.

Thus, making Quintessa the malicious god who took the shape of a human and started killing recklessly.

This situation seemed like the end of the world.

And yet, not long ago, a pseudo-peace reigned.

But, whether it be; Little Boy, 'l-a-d' or the Army..

They knew they couldn't do anything.

And all that was left was Quintessa herself, against another city in the Eastern Region: New York.

Hence, this was how it went.

1[Quintessa]  V/S  8,804,190[New Yorkers] + 3 Autobots[Outsiders].

The sun shone brightly at noon upon the citizen of New York.

Some fearing the venue of Quintessa had already tried to flee but it was too late.

Some gave up knowing there was nowhere else to run to.

Some thought of this as the grace of god.

Some was angry.

Some cried.

Some wanted to fight back.

Some smiled.

And some was to help her..

And when she appeared hovering their heads.

Her figure hiding the light rays of the sun.

They all knowingly bowed down.

They thought that she was going to be merciful.

She would have been.

But alas, humans when put at lowest point will always act stupidly.

That's a given.

And amidst the crowd of thousand and thousand of people bowing down.

One old dude stood up angry.

A, what-it-would-seem, Father who was scared and worried of his fanily's safety.

Walking down the scary path, he argues with Quintessa.

"What do you want from us, INNOCENT ONES!? The ONE who did these horrible thing to you has fled to another place. Won't you leave us alone?"

"No."

Was Quintessa's response.

Simple as that.

Clearly stating the fact that she is on another level.

She doesn't listen to anyone.

She acts.

Lifting a finger of her right hand, she aims it straight towards The old man.

Flinching, the old man is too scared to move an inch.

The others watch in awe and despair.

No one can do anything.

No one wants to.

"Michigan doesn't like you, dude. Now, I'll have to make an example out of you.. Don't you worry, I'll terminate your family next."

Back to the casual talking, she announces the fate of the old man.

And by swinging her finger from left to right, the body of the New Yorkers start to get cut in half.

Creating a panic.

The people are lost at what they should do.

If they move, they will die.

If they panic, they will die.

"I'm sorry! Hello!! Madam!? Can I come next to you? I want to talk to you too."

A small feminine voice suddenly echoes from the back of the crowd.

Mustering the courage to be upfront, a little figure with NO manly behaviour to it paces to the front.

"Hi! Hey! I didn't want to break in the fun so soon but can I join you? I'm not weird, I just want to help.."

A smirk hiding by the side of the face, the little figure talks with assurance.

But why?

[=Queen, it seems that you met the biggest villain of the saga, sooner than expected.=]

"...Unicron--I knew you would appear but not like that."

The little figure shushes Quintessa telling her that it is too soon to pronounce his name.

"We'll talk about me later. For now, you still haven't given an answer. What do you say? Me and you against the humans? Won't it be fun?"

The little guy makes a threatening statement and Quintessa is overjoyed by that.

"..I feel like I just found my other half. Okay.. We'll talk later. For now, shall I occupy the new invitees? Optimus Prime and his goons..."

As she finishes her sentence, the giants appear from the sky landing not far from Quintessa.

Round Two, I guess..

"I will sit by. Pleasure yourself with these kid toys."

Says the little figure in the background.

Quintessa rejoices.

She hasn't felt this alive in so long.

Being in control of everything is so pleasurable.

She's having fun.

She's feeling great.

So great, she killed the weirdo with a katana and bumblebee in an instant.

Optimus, striked by fear, can't move at all.

A prime afraid is as good as dead, don't you think so?

"You must've thought that this was a comic. Sadly, it ain't. I evolved, Optimus. As you can see, I am flesh and bone right now. And that means that I can feel anything. Like the fact that you are scared of what might happen to your precious human toys? Don't worry, in the world I'm building, I plan to leave a Few Humans."

Optimus Prime, listening to Quintessa's madness, is saddened that he can't do more than right now.

But Quintessa can see it.

So she proposes something..

"No need to cry, big guy. I have an offer. Take it or I'll keep going with my plan. You..You have an alter ego, don't you? One who loves me.. Nemesis Prime. Become him; my slave and I swear on my pride that I will stop the reckless killing. Pinkie promise?"

Just like in the past, Optimus had the choice to choose.

But this time, to deliberately free the self he never wanted to again.

But for the sake of humanity.

He sacrificed himself.

The crowd hearing and seeing the full scene are thankful.

Thankful that there's still hope for them.

"Alright.."

From a desperate Optimus agreeing to Quintessa's offer.

Suddenly, murderous and vile intent grows deep within his heart.

His primary colour goes to dark black and white.

And the expression of the saviour he's had all along becomes that of a killer.

With a knee to the ground, it is A Nemesis Prime that bends his will to Quintessa.

"My Maker, I have return."

A voice making the childs scream in fear.

"I can see that. And as promised, I won't kill recklessly--"

Quintessa closes the distance till Nemesis Prime's mechanical ear.

"--You will."

She whispers.

That day, Quintessa made two allies and obliterated 8,804,189 humans + two Autobots.

That day, the world learnt of Quintessa's real prowess.

Thus, making Earth, Her Playground.

NIGHT.

A Broken New York.

Quintessa's Residence.

"You've left a villa in good shape.. Nice."

Explores the rooms in awe while holding Quintessa's hands.

"I know. So, what's your human name? I feel like you had yourself a nice human life before meeting me."

The little guy backs up and introduces himself properly this time.

"Julius Victor. Nicely single. And ready to make children.."

"...I knew your humour sucked. I warned Michigan about this.."

To be continued.