(A/N: inspired from the transformer prime stories fate calls, Friends, a teenager with a gift and a song from YouTube called life ends where death begins.)

Chapter 1

(Dante's pov)

The name's Dante Vera. I'm a 23 year old fan fiction writer living at Conneticut and this is how my normal life turn to a badass yet almost crazy life. How you may ask? I'll explain...

It was 10 in the morning and I was visiting my mother for the week to spend some time with my mother as my grandma went to the hospital to check on her condition. Nothing seriously thankfully but the doctors wanted to do some tests on her just be sure she's doing fine.

Anyway enough about that. The place my mother lives in is the worse. Not the house but street she lives at. She lives in the projects and that place is never safe at night. Gang fights and murders go on which is probably the reason why the police patrol the street occasionally to be sure nothing happened in the street. It always worries me of my mother's safety.

"Dante. I'm going to go shopping. Keep an eye on your little brother, Marc, okay?" She said as she put on her coat.

"Sure thing, ma." I sighed.

My mother walked out of the house and went to Stop and shop that's across the street as I just casually started doing my transformers prime story that people were so eager to see more. I'm not going tell you too much about my time with my brother because what my business with my family is personal and I don't give information about it but I will say it was the usual brother bonding like him being a pain in the ass and having fun playing video games.

Then...the incident happened...it was about 11 in the morning when my brother went to go to my neighbor's house to talk to his old friend when I hear loud tire screeches. I rush out the house if something happened and I see a red Chevrolet driving a full speed...heading straight at my brother. I ran at full speed as I shouted at my brother to move out the way. He didn't hear me because of those fucking earphones he had on...so I pushed my brother out of the way and as he fell on the sidewalk...the last thing I saw was the car driving towards me at full speed.

*CRASH!*

That was day I saved my brother's life and the day I died...But I did remember hearing my brother...crying of my dying life...then darkness...

"Awaken...young Dante..." said an old wise voice.

I weakly opened my eyes as an unusual flashing light surrounding me...was this heaven?

"God? ...am I in heaven...? ...am I an angel?" I mumbled.

The voice chuckled a bit.

"Many cybertronians call me their saviors and many indeed call me a god. But they all know me as Primus." He said rather hearty.

"You...you're Primus...?! The creator of Cybertron...?! Why am I here...?!" I asked rather shocked.

"I have brought you here in hoping you can help me after seeing your bravery of saving your brother. Because of your sacrifice, he now has better future along with his family. The driver who killed you gets imprisonment for his crime. That is why I think you're the right human to help me..."

"...as long as my brother's safe...that's all that matters...so why am I here...?" I sighed.

"A war has begun between the Decepticons and the Autobots and I need your help on assisting the Autobots in winning the war." He said with seriousness.

"And you expect me to help them in this form? I'm just a human." I objected.

"Who says you will assist them as a human? Perhaps you get a good look of what you're current form then perhaps you understand what I'm trying to get at." I hear him chuckle.

"Wha...?"

I looked what used to be my hands turned to servos. I look at my body as I got up to see that my entire has become Cybertronian. I'm almost as slim as Arcee from Transformers prime, a tattered cloak on my back and I have seeker wings?! I touched my frame to see if I have a similar frame design as Arcee's and it turns I have. Helm design same but the only difference is that my body color design is black and white.

"Great...I'm a seeker..." I frowned.

"Correction...Triple changer and a cyber ninja no less. I thought it would be necessary to aid you against your foes." He said.

"I see...well this may take sometime to convince the Autobots about that. Since I hear that most seekers are Decepticons."

"I'm sure you will gain they're trust in time. We need to give you a new name since you are no longer human." He suggested.

After some thinking I finally came up with a name...

"Dark Blade." I said with a smile.

"Very well, Dark Blade. I will contact you every solar cycle or deca-cycle to know your progress. Good luck..."

Just like that, the flashing bright light surrounded as I closed my optics for a bit. When I opened my eyes, I found myself in the desert of Jasper, Nevada.

"Guess he wasn't kidding he would put me in the prime series." I mumbled.

I look at the ground and I see a nodachi and the classic ninja gear(Shurikens, smoke bombs and Kunais.). Now I thought...am I being like my OC Darksplicer? I was right...sort of. Hidden blades on my wrists laced with poison, the nodachi can turn to a sniper rifle, naginata, grenade launcher and dual Kamas. So in a sense I'm sort of based on Darksplicer.

"Nice...at least now I can defend myself." I said as I equipped myself with my nodachi and my ninja gear.

I decided to keep wandering the desert to avoid confrontation of the Decepticons as I transformed in my vehicle form(that is the same motorcycle model as Darksplicer's and Arcee's) while activating my holoform. I turned on the radio hoping to lighten up my mood the first song that started playing was "The man who sold the world" by Midge Ure (Studio version).

"Thank you, Kojima, for such an amazing song..." I smiled.

Now I just play the waiting the game for something to happen...turns out the wait was worth it...