Hey, I know it's been a while since I updated, but I've been stuck on how to start the first chapter. SO I thought i'd let you choose. I've written two and I think you'll find I've opted for two styles. One which jumps straight into the war for cybertron, and one which is before the war and before Optimus became Optimus, whichever one you think is best or more suited to what you think the story is going to be like. Just send a message and vote. Also if you have any improvements feel free to mention. ;3 thanks.
Disclaimer- I do not own any transformers, plots or characters you have heard of before. I only claim rights to original characters created by myself. Not any that are recognisable from previous stories, films, series. Just thought i'd say ;3
Optimus looked around at his fellow troups, they needed rest and repairs, The three of them looking at Sentinal Prime with the upmost of respect but with far too much exhaustion in their optics. All five needing the medical aid of Ratchet, who was located at the Autobot camp outside of Iacon. Iacon- The Decepticon fortress and the city where they found young Bumblebee, injured from torture via the Autobots enemy; Megatron and his Decepticons. Orians team bots being Steamroller and Ironhide and now reduced to incredibly tired machine.
"Sentinal sir we need to roll out of here stat!" Optimus turned to Ironhide slowly as he listened to Sentinal and Ironhide debate. "Bumblebee can't take much longer out in this scrapzone" Resting his Optics on the warzone around them, Optimus watched. The world surrounding him like one on going plasma field. He heard a static noise and turned...
Orion was never one late to work at the archives, but Megatronis had insisted he help him prepare for his meeting with the Primes. They had spent luna cycles preparing for such a confrontation with the Primes. He was now near racing, on the road to arrive on time. At least until he saw it.
A flash of white ,zimmed infront of his lights, causing Orion to swerve violently before skidding to a halt ;and returning to his non vehicular mode. Taking cautious steps forwards, he looked suspiciously around. When he was about to return to the road, un satisfied of what had happened. He heard a giggle.
He violently swerved towards the noise to see yet another small flash of light, it was moving quickly. He watch it skim out of sight as he moved to follow it, and when it moved further away he followed it. Though it's destination was not his own, and he soon found himself lost near the sea of rust. He had no clue to his location. So e sighed and sat to think.
"what a folly I have managed to roll into, it is now clear that I have momentarily short circuited my Optics." He smiled into a silent breeze that blew rust particulates at his face plate.
Zim! there it was again. Straight in front of him, and the giggling too. The pale light came towards him swiftly, before circling him and landing behind him, the light pulsing fiercely before dimming. Revealing a face of a child. A child he had only read from the archives and been told as a mere Automic Robotic infant.
"By the All Spark" Literally