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"First of all Miss Gray, I would like to thank you for this opportunity to speak and be understood in what is my real voice." Omega began speaking in a lighter and more fluent manner.

"You must understand that my voice modulator was damaged millions of years ago. As for the Decepticons, they are pure evil, not unlike your master criminals and supervillains. We Autobots have engaged in near constant ware war with the Decepticons and their leader Megatron. It all started in what on earth would be primordial times, but for our own world it was merely a very very early age. I was a guardian, protector of Crystal City, the most beloved structure in all of Cybertron. My friends were the Constructicons, they were 5 in all and very close to one another, and with myself. They were turned by Megatron, using the device called the robo-smasher. It had attacked me, resulting in my injury and the damage to my vocal and emotion centers. To this day I still feel a great deal of guilt, I had been lured away from my post by the now evil Constructicons and the beautiful Crystal City, the most sacred structure of our culture, was destroyed. Still I grieve over its loss. I hate the Decepticons."

Omega stopped talking momentarily as he fired his main jets, the blast decimated the area surrounding the point of the rockets liftoff.