Chapter: 1
It was in the Golden Age. Yes, before the war. The innocent energon spilled. The ones I considered friends now one with the all-spark. I was young, not even past my first upgrade when it happened.
My kind was unwelcomed and much feared. We were not normal. We could do things, things no one else could do. Some of us where killed instantly other faced much more. My carrier and sire were kinder sparks. They refused to end my life and they sent me away.
I lived in a house where everyone was like me. Though, even there, we were not safe. For long times we were isolated and tortured. Many of us went mad and where offlined. Some where caught using their abilities and their servos where amputated. I being young kept my mind by dreaming of the day I would be free. Then in secret, I would learn, learn anything I could. I was a very curious youngling. I would do anything to learn even if it was against the rules. At night, I would use my ability and see what I could do. I was given the power of ice and snow. Thankfully, for me my handy work would melt before anyone would see.
As the days went by I realized why I was really there, and my powers began to become unstable along with my emotions. I feared the worst was coming, and my fears where soon realized, but in ways I could not imagine.
It was on the day when we were allowed to come out and interact with one another. I sat with other younglings such as 607 and 1786. Yes, most of us did not have names at that time we were just given numbers, and I was known as number 984.
The others and I began to play games we had invented. Then a door slammed open. A tall silver mech walked in with servile other guards behind him. The mech's eyes were red and his frame was covered in a mixtures of grey and silver, with hints of red. He had large wings coming from his back meaning he was a flyer. He gave an evil smile followed by a small chuckle.
"Well today is your lucky day. I HAVE BEEN GIVEN THE ORDER TO OFLINE ALL YOU MENTALS," the mech said as he transformed his hand into a gun along with the guards.
That's when it all turned to chaos. Some tried to fight back and others took their fate. The young ones' that would burn into your processor. My ability began to get out of control and I ran away. I ran to the only place I knew to be safe. When I arrived to the room I was assigned, I shut the door and slowly watched it freeze over. I curled up under my berth and ice slowly surrounded me and I fell into stasis.
When I awoke I was laying on a berth that wasn't mine. In a room that was not mine either. I looked around and realized none of it looked familiar.
"I see your awake young one," a mech smiled as he walked over to me. He was a bit bulky and his frame was red and white. That usually meant he was a medic of some kind. His optics where blue and his smile was very inviting.
"WHERE AM I?" I began to scream as ice formed underneath me, "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH ALL MY FREINDS? WHY AM I HERE?" the mech frowned and looked at the ground.
"I am sorry but you were the only one we found alive," he said with sorrow in his voce. My spark dropped and tears fell from my optics then freezing before they hit the ground.
The medic wiped my face and smiled again, "Don't worry your safe here. My name is ratchet I am a medic of the Autobots I know this is a lot to take in but Cybertron is in a war. We Autobots fight for freedom for everyone, even mentals such as yourself. Now, what is your name young one?"
I pause for a moment then reply, "984." He stares at me for a moment his faceplate showing a look of shock.
"That is a number, not a name."
I look down at my pedes then look back at the medic, "That is what I have always been known as."
He nodded then smiled at me once again, "How about the name Lilac Frost?" I give him a questioning look. He gave a small chuckle and took my servo and pointed at my plating.
"Look," he began, "your plating is mostly lilac blue with lavender detail." then he pointed at my servos which where frosted over, "and this is where the frost part comes from."
I nod at him and smile, "Then my name is Lilac Frost, and I am an Autobot." We both giggled and Ratchet broke an icicle that was hanging off the edge of the berth.
"First, we need to get you power under control," the medic said as he examined the icicle. Then, a tall mech walked in. He was very well built and stood very regally. His expression was hard to read because he had a mask in front of his mouth. His frame was blue, red, and silver, and optics where big and blue.
"Ratchet, I see that she is awake," he said as he looked at me.
Ratchet nodded and looked at me, "This is the leader of the Autobots, Optimus Prime." My eyes widened and I stood up on the berth and look at the tall mech.
"A prime like the original thirteen primes. That means you hold the matrix of leadership, right?" both the medic and prime look at me in shock.
"May I ask how you know that?" asked the Prime.
I nod and look at my pedes, "well," I began as I fidgeted, I went against the rules and secretly learned about stuff. I wanted to know all I could, so I secretly got lessons from the femme guarding my door."
Ratchet smiled and pick me up into his arms, "Young femme, I'm going to teach you much more if you will let me."
I couldn't help but smile widely back and give him a big hug. The medic did as he promised and taught me everything. He began to train me to become a medic like him. Of course I was happy to be one, though it was hard because of my powers. Optimus and Ratchet both tried to train me to be able to control them, but I still had a very hard time when my emotions got out of control.
When I was finally old enough and had my powers mostly under control, I officially joined the Autobots. I was still a medic in training, but I was able to fight for the one thing I always dreamed of: freedom. Eventually, our world became far too scarred by are war. It was unable to sustain life anymore and we all had to leave. Ratchet put me into a little ship of my own and sent me off. For eons, I drifted in space alone. It didn't bother me much, I was used to being alone for long periods of time.
Finally, I received a message telling me to go to a small planet called earth. I immediately got into gear and set a course for the planet. Though, when I arrived my little ship went haywire and crashed. Upon impact I went into stasis not knowing where I was or if anyone would find me.
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