Disclaimer: I do not own the song, nor do I own any of the character of Transformers, besides my own OC's.
Chapter 1
"Will you still love me
When I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me when
I'm not young and beautiful?" I finished my cover of Lana del Rey's song, and the crowd erupted into cheers. I smiled and thanked them, before I ducked off the stage. My best friend, Deryl was waiting for me with his boyfriend, Eric.
"You did good girl!" he exclaimed, as I smiled at them. Deryl embraced me in a tight hug as I panted from anxiety and happiness.
"You really think so?" I asked, stepping back.
"Do you really think that the crowd would respond like that if you hadn't been good?" Eric asked, raising a neon orange eyebrow. I giggled before we stomped off stage.
"Let's get something to eat!" Deryl said, as I stopped outside of the dressing room.
"That sounds good," I agreed. "Where should we go?"
"How about Sal's diner?" Eric suggested. "It's only two blocks from here and we all like it!" I thought about it for a moment. Sal's was in the Bronx, but as we all grew up in the immediate area it wasn't scary to us.
"Sure. What do you think Deryl?" I asked looking at my best friend. He grinned, flashing his bright white teeth.
"Yeah!"
"I'll meet you there."
"But . . ." Deryl actually pouted. I frowned and waggled a finger in his face.
"No buts, Deryl. I have to talk with Charlene for a moment or two and I need to change out of this outfit. I'll meet you there ok?"
"Fine, girl. We'll give you thirty minutes," he hugged me and kissed my cheek before dragging his boyfriend off.
Twenty minutes later and I was walking down the streets. I was so hungry and angry at Charlene. She had the gall to tell me that she thought that my first song sucked royally and that I should omit that from my next set. I told her that if she actually found a male accompaniment that actually complimented my singing then maybe the first song wouldn't have been so horrendous. She pointed with her long, manicured finger for me to get out of her office. I did, but not until I slammed her door so hard the panes of glass rattled.
I was huffing and talking to myself as I walked down the street. Looking up at the street I saw Sal's Diner across the road from me. Rolling my eyes as I knew that I had been too distracted to cross the street at the other block, I looked both ways before I darted out onto the road. It was clear and I took my time. Until I heard the sirens and looked up to see the car, a maroon color, slam into me.
My breath left my body in a whoosh, as I felt my bones snap and crumble with the force of the hit. I fell backward and felt the wheels grip into my body, thankfully leaving my head intact. Though it hurt from the force my head hit the pavement with. The cops applied their brakes, so that they didn't hit my already managed body.
"I have a Caucasian female here! She was hit by a car going approximately one hundred and ten miles an hour." I could hear a male voice say. Everything was kind of fuzzy at that point and my body felt cold. "She has sustained significant damage to her body from what I can see." My whole body hurt, felt like knives, axes, and hatchets were being buried into my skin. I could barely breath, my lungs hurt whenever I would expand them and I could feel a thick substance in my lungs choking me.
"Hold on, please?" A police officer said to me. I opened my eyes, but the lights were too much. They hurt my eyes and what did he mean hold on. It hurt too much. My body was beginning to get lighter, the colder I got. Finally I closed my eyes and strangled on the blood forcing its way into my lungs.
"1, 2, 3 clear!" My body jerked from where it was precariously perched. I could see what was happening around me, but I was floating. I had no control over my body anymore. I decided I liked it and just let go and allowed my body to float.
When I finally reached my destination, I was in a strange place filled with metal and a well. Interesting place purgatory must be, I thought as I whirled around. There seemed to be nothing for miles, except for some strange metal structures and that well. I twisted and turned, but still nothing seemed to happen, no one came to see me nothing. So I decided I would try another tactic.
"HELLO?" I screamed looking about. My voice echoed throughout purgatory, I had decided that this place must be. "ANYBODY? BODY? DY?" I never felt more alone. I had thought that when you died you would be reunited with the people you love, but I guess not. I mean I didn't see my father, my grandmother, or anybody else here.
"Hello, youngling," a voice suddenly said. I whirled around to see no one there. The disembodied voice chuckled. "I am neither here nor there. But you have no reason to fear me."
"Who are you?" I asked looking at the particles floating through the air in wonderment. The voice chuckled again.
"I can assure you I am not in any of those particles you appear fascinated with, sparkling." He sounded amused by my actions. I scowled. "But to answer your question, I am Primus. In your world I would be similar to God. I defeated the what you would call the Devil, that is known as Unicron in my own world."
"Why am I here?" I asked uncertainly.
"Because I feel that you deserve a second chance. It was obvious that you were not going to survive that accident, and it was not your time yet." He answered simplistically.
"But why you and not my own God?" I asked curiously.
"Because you have the strength needed to do this job for me. I will create a new life for you, one in which you will live through hardships, but you will persevere. You will reunite my people." He informed me seriously.
"Who are your people?" I was curious at what would happen to me.
"You will see, sweetling, you will see." He said in a gentle tone. "But for now, do not be afraid. They will not harm you. At least not most of them." His voice grew softer.
"But I don't understand!" I yelled in frustration.
"Just trust in me. And in yourself." The voice was fading quickly. "Do not be afraid my sweet." Then the voice faded entirely and I was left on my own. I felt sleepy so I laid down on the grass like stuff on the ground.