I apologise for the quality of the first five chapters of this fic, as I'm sure in a year I'll be apologizing for the quality of the chapters afterwards XD (regarding the thinking that this story will STILL be updating after the end of 2014)!
Anywho. So now, on April 24th, 2014, I am finally updating, the last chapter having bean posted June 9th, 2013 - the note that was the original chapter 6, posted December 10th, 2013, will be taken down but but will be copied into the new chapter 6 just cuz. I promised an update would come, but I didn't deliver, so for that I am sorry.
Finally though, this story is continuing. With all it's chapters edited, and with many more to come!
The first chapters aren't the best, as my writing has improved since last year, but I like looking at it and seeing that the effort I've put into my work hasn't been for nought. Thank you for reading, please enjoy.
Chapters that have been updated (Prologue not included): 1.
AN: Got this idea from another Fan Fic... This is a bit of an odd one. It's both G1 and Prime... Yeah, just pause for a klick, and mentally create a universe with both of that stuff involved... Odd. It was actually kind of a random spark- and I'm a little worried cuz normally when I have an idea I plot for a while before doing anything...but nope not this time!XD But anywho, to get right to the point, I wanted to see what it would be like if I could possibly twist some stuff to make this Trine (AKA my favourite character no less-hence I can't choose between the 3 ;P) become Autobots somehow, and then this idea popped up...
Maruniya
Prologue
A Seeker's Code
~Skywarp~
One shall protect the young always.
I step towards the limp frame.
One shall defend the innocence of their spark.
I pause, hesitant.
One shall never allow the weak to suffer.
I shake off the odd feeling, and lift up the aging iron bar, freeing the trapped innocent.
One shall guard safe those who cannot hope for themselves.
A moan sounds, and a regretful smile plays to my lips.
One shall forever lift up the ones that fall.
Gently holding the tiny form, I bring her to my chassis, brushing off the scattered dust encasing her frame and cradling the slowly ventilating sparkling.
For to not do so, would be to betray the young, the innocent, the weaker, the blessing, and the free of sin.
I close my optics, my smile unfading. For the first time in a long time, I've obeyed my natural programming, and feel my spark flutter. Lifting the sparkling to my shoulder, I pat her across the back and glance at the rubble surrounding us. I need to fly, get away before this whole thing comes crashing down! But I know I won't leave her here... No. No that isn't even an option! But where can I go? Returning to the Decepticons with a sparkling that Megatron would tare to pieces the moment he saw is- unacceptable. But to where then? My Trine-mates could help... They would help!.. Wouldn't they? I know Thundercracker would. Starscream... Well, my elder brother can be a bit...unpredictable at times, but surly he would see that we need to help this innocent! Wouldn't he? And what if...
Suddenly, I'm having second thoughts, worried optics dancing about the rumbling room. What if Cracks' doesn't really help? What if I'm all wrong about this? What if I am wrong?! What if I should have just flown away and left her here!? What have I gotten-!
The sparkling who rests on my shoulder whimpers and snuggles closer to me, searching for heat; warmth; reassurance. Instinctively, I protectively hold her near, unwilling to let the cool bite of frost seeping through the crashed shuttles walls harm her. Honestly it's not more than a cool touch to the wings, but to a sparkling... I need not struggle to remember that it is all too easy for them to freeze.
Endeavouring to remain calm, I stroke her back and lightly caress her wingtips, trying not to wonder over where her creators could possibly be. She couldn't have come here alone...
Tilting my helm, I look at the little sparkling. She shivers as she draws away from my frame slightly, emerald optics gleaming as she peers into mine. But hunger and fatigue overcome curiosity, and she slumps against me, helm lolling to the side so she can stare with wide, bright optics.
I force a comforting smile onto my faceplate, and ignore the silence of her stare. It hurts. I wish she were laughing, crying, beeping, anything other than the silence! It's as if she doesn't believe I'll stick around to help her, and I'll just leave her behind. Like the others...? I allow myself to shudder once before pushing the thought back. No. Not right now. I can think about that later. Not now. It doesn't matter if we are both used to abandonment or whatnot, it only matters about making a decision!
Glancing to her once more, her pleading gaze offers little comfort...but then suddenly an idea pops up...
I can't bring her back to the Decepticons but what if...
...The Autobots could help...
I swallow a vent... No! What am I thinking?! I'm a Decepticon! A 'con! They'd never help me! And then what would they do to her!? Panic creeping into my system, I fight back a shudder and look back to the sparkling. The more I stare, the more I try to think, but damn... I'm not known for my processor or great ideas... Well, I guess I could be. I mean, practically everybody knows it was me who decorated the base in red with dashes of pink and scarlet roses with loving hearts for Valentine's Day... Well at least Knock Out liked it.
I sigh, but my helm whips up as I hear rocks beginning to crumble, what remaining of the crashed shuttle starting to give out from under us. We shake physically, and that's when I know I need to leave. Gripping her tightly, I hug her close to my cockpit as I spin on a thruster and dash from the cave-like structure! My vents race and I bite my lip. Faster! I think, but I'm already sprinting as fast as I can! Dread clutches me as the shuttle shakes again. I see the light at the end of the tunnel. If I could just transform fast enough, I could speed out of here and save myself before it collapses. But then I would have to leave- My optics narrow. No. That is unacceptable.
Gritting my denta, I jump forward as a rock the size of my chassis smashes into the ground and rolls downwards through the tunnel.
Dust clings to my optics and I let out a annoyed grunt. It burns further when I crouch to duck under some fallen components, and the air almost blinds me as I hurry to stand again. The ground quivers violently again and I let out a slight cough, my audios picking up a whimper, and I can't stop myself from murmuring, "We'll be okay!" My tone is strained and full of suppressed worry, but it's as calm as I can muster it to be. And to my relief, the little one whimpers only once more before cradling herself into a ball on my chest. Normally, I'd smile at the sweet site and the flutter in my spark, but not today! Dashing forward, I hold my breath. Closer... Closer... Closer... Finally I'm just about at the exit!
The cave grumbles hatefully and a rock over half my size crashes in front of me! Luckily, being almost as slim and sleek as my older brother, Starscream, I don't bother in questioning hopping up, and sliding through the gap in the rocks. There's a curve in the floor, though, it dips just under where the rock fell, giving all the more height to my fall. I land in an awkward position, and my ankle-joint gives out, so rendering I almost crash to the ground as a painfully howl is ripped from my lipis. Clutching the rocky-metal wall beside me, I wobble up the last bit of the cave, my free servo wrapped around the sparkling protectively.
My only thought is to break free of this hellhole, and I find myself praying for anyone to help me. Primus! Or anyone! Please, please, please help me! I can't let her die in here! I let out a whimper as the cave rumbles again. I know I'm not going to make it. Oh dear Primus, help me! I squint my optics shut, unable to watch as the cave truly starts to collapse around me. "So this is how I shall die." I murmur my last thought to the sparkling still wrapped in my tight embrace. I refuse to let her go. Na-uh. Not for one second! "I'm sorry that this happened to you...and that I couldn't save you..." I whisper ever so quickly to her as I painfully jump out of the path of another falling rock. The cave is starting to collapse in on itself from the back forward, but as I try to again hobble onwards the dread and another wave of realization passes over me. There is no way to make it. "And I was so close..." I whisper my final words as a rock breaks loose from atop of me. Cradling the sparkling in my arms, I refuse to let her go. And the events flash through my processor...
The Energon signal from the crashed ship both factions tracked to this site. The battle, quick and to the point. The others fleeing. The sharp cry I heard when I onlined my optics again. The pain I felt as I slowly made my way towards it. The shock of seeing the sparkling trapped there, under the beam. And finally now, the fear as I consider my last moments. I should have ran. But I didn't. I should have never fallowed the scream that echoed around in the dark hallways. But I did. I shouldn't have tried to save her. I don't even know who she is!... But I did.
I peer into her emerald optics just as the shadow below begins to quicken in its pace. It only is going to take a moment, but I feel like every millisecond takes hours to pass; all because of that wonderful, bright gaze. Such innocence... Such pity... Such sadness, as now, she will never grow into adulthood...
My optics narrow, and my spark freezes. Unacceptable. I jump from the ground, my one working thruster surging to life! It's the twisted one, which makes it all the more painful- but I ignore it as my Energon boils in my veins and I leap into the cool breeze of the outside world!
The crashing sounds not a moment later and stuck in mid-air (my thruster no longer firing) I twist my frame so to land on my back. I connect with the rocky ground and I wince as a sharp pain throbs in my right wing. Allowing my helm to hit the gravel-like stuff, I take in a few long, deep breaths.
I stare at the blue sky, its unchanging, solid blue depth forcing my possessor to peak into reality again.
A tiny, thin servo digs itself into my chest. I let out a groan, the slight wound paining me more than it should.
Bolting upright, I have just enough self-control not to glare and shout at the Sparkling. And it's good I do, for her grip on me fails and she slumps forward, nuzzling hopelessly onto my chest.
My temper softens and I stroke her little helm. "Little one..." I murmur softly. She gives a tired squawk. She is still conscious, but that fact probably wont remain true. Not for long at least.
I sigh. I know I need to do something, and frankly, the risk is well worth it if I'm to save her.
Tossing her high into the air, I quickly transform as she squeals in surprise (and possibly delight) and I make sure to catch her carefully in my alternate form. Actually taking the time to operate the seatbelt, I strap it around her tightly, before closing the roof.
Stealing a sharp breath, bracing myself for the next-to-unbearable pain I know is to come, I reboot my flight systems, and take off towards the now-known Autobot base.
Never thought I'd go crawling to them for help. I think to myself gruffly, trying to ignore the aching, throbbing pain in both my processor and my frame. I give a huff, but decide to pass the time. ": Well little one, whatever happens, I can at least say you'll be okay. :" I inwardly smile as she claps her servos with a giggle. She probably has no idea what I'm saying.
Turning my thoughts to the sky, I let out a sigh as the wind rushes past my wings, making a slight shudder tickle my circuits. I forget some of the pain nagging at my processor and concentrate on flying as quickly as I can. ": Come on, little one, let's find a way to get you home. :"
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Well, there you go! I really just got this idea, and so I wrote like half the chapter, then I came back and finished it, and now I'm posting...hmm...this is odd behave for me indeed... And it seems kinda short to me... (?) Anyways, please forgive any spelling mistakes or grammar errors. They are either typos, or just simply the offspring of my ever-waging laziness. *huffs* Anywho, encase your wondering, the fanfic that I got the idea from is called "Lonely" It's really great and I would recommend reading it! (Here's the basic info if interested- Rated: Fiction T - English - Tragedy/Hurt/Comfort - Starscream & Flareup - Chapters: 43 - Words: 46,648) And y'all already know what it's called!.. Are you allowed to do that? Advertise? Or whatever you wanna call it?.. Hmm... *shrugs* Ah well! I did it cuz it's awesomeXD!
But onto the things that actually matters... Should I go on with this story? Please, please, PLEASE review and tell me! I love reviews, and PM's! They make me feel so happy! :3 And I have a couple of idea's of where this story could go as either a long or short one. (Probably a long one knowing me :P)
But anyway, if you guys do want me to go on, then I promise that in the up-coming chapters things will make more sense then this one XD And no, I won't just say "So Starscream, Thundercracker, and Skywarp, magically became Autobots!" Noooooo, they might not in the end! I don't know... I'll suggest it to'em, but- *shrugs* any good authors know that your characters- ahhem, 'peeps that you happen to be working with' don't always do what you want them to XD Oh well, I guess we'll just have to find out!
The Cover Art:
The original artwork was done by plantman-exe on Deviantart, which shows a sparkling Prowl being held by Jazz. I attempted to contact the artist ages ago when I learned who drew the picture (via a review) but I never got a reply. Anywho, to go along with the update, I decided to mess around in Photoshop a little, and what we have as the cover is the result. It's not fantastic, but perhaps I'll work on it more later. But all credit goes to plantman-exe. :3
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~Scarlet :D
