Ok I know it's gonna be a bit weird, but I have the inspiration to write it.
The young man sat on his window ledge looking out at the city below him. He felt the wind rustling in his hair, and as the sun set life couldn't possibly feel more wonderful than it did just then. For twenty years he had trained alongside his father, the King, and had become a warrior of renown skill, and prestige. He knew that someday his father planned to put him on the throne, even passing over his older siblings, but he understood why. None of them held the desire to fight for the people in these troubled times, or cared for the knowledge it took to rule.
His door burst open with a loud bang, and he whipped around startled. "Pegasus, the enemy is massing just west of the city. It's said they're using a new form of magic that can tear down a forest in one shot!"
He gave the teen an annoyed look. "Firyan don't believe everything you hear. There's no magic that can stand up to our family." Firyan looked annoyed. Pegasus smiled relaxing the dignified attitude he had begun to use after his first real battle. "Bro, just go tell the knights to prepare."
He smiled, gave a quick nod, and left the room. Pegasus began pulling on his chain mail, but he paused near the window, looking west. He leaned forward a bit, and noticed smoke rising from the forest. "A whole forest in one shot…" He shook his head, and composed his face, so that those who followed him would never know how worried he really was.
"Well that should do it!" The bot said, loading a final crate onto a ship. "All the scanning equipment's aboard, and your medical supplies are stowed in the stasis hold. Permission to be dismissed, and get into my pod sir?"
"Permission granted. We'll see you in about a decacycle when we hit the edge of charted space. Have a good sleep." The leader said.
The bot laughed. "As long as it's not the eternal sleep sir, it's always a good one for me!" He walked away, and as soon as he was out of sight of the rest of the crew, he went into a back alley. He lifted up a crate, and placed a cyber credit card into a slot on the ground. A panel opened up, and a small chip was revealed. He picked it up, and opened the side of his head plate.
"For what this thing cost me, it better work. From what the guy said it's the real immortality chip. As long as I have it in my head, my body cannot die." He put the chip in his head, and if he had any way of seeing behind him, he would have noticed it melding into his circuitry. "Now I can have a good sleep in that pod. No matter what, I'll wake up."
Pegasus stood in front of the knights, his sword held firmly in his hand. He would have felt fear at the hoard ahead of him if the feeling hadn't been mastered as a child. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and smiled. His father was in his fifties, yet could still fight with the ease of men half his age. "Well boy, you lead um out this time. Lets see how you do."
He saluted the King, and directed the knights forward. They met in a clash of steel swords and shields, blood was flying within the first few moments. Pegasus let out a cry of glee at the thrill of the fight. His skill far surpassed that of any of those untrained rebels. A loud explosion caught the attention of the knights. The back lines had fallen, and were on fire! Body parts were scattered across the ground.
The knights began to panic. Such mass destruction in so little time! The Prince looked ahead of him, and saw a large metal object, with a long tube pointing right toward the area of the deceased men. The tube started moving. While defending himself he watched the direction it went in. It stopped, and he looked at where it was aiming. To the far back his father was kneeling next to a wounded man, trying to ease his pain. The thing was pointed right at him, and he had no idea.
"DAD!!!" He yelled, and forgetting the battle around him he ran toward his father. He was feet away when he heard the explosion. He jumped, and pushed the King out of harms way, and landed on his father's sword. He rolled over, unconsciously grabbing his father's sword, and as though in slow motion he saw the missile coming down, ready to strike him in the face.
Soft. Warm. Quiet. No sounds, or pain, or fear in stasis lock. Just pure blissful silence. If I hadn't gotten that chip it'd be torture. The bot thought, or at least as much as he could think in a stasis pod. Suddenly that silence ended, and he heard a loud rumbling noise. He felt a terrible heat, and something stabbed into the pod, and straight through his spark. With his last few moments he realised his mistake. It can preserve my body, but no bot's spark can die. I've been hoodwinked!
The pod continued to fall with the sparkless bot inside it. The body seemed to push the foreign object out of it, and when the pod crashed, the computer sounded. "Fatal e.e.e.error! Main compupupuputer is offliiiine." All the systems of the pod shut down, but a light shot from the pod, and reached into the sky.
"I told you 1,000 times, stay out of my porn collection vermin!" Dinobot raged at rattrap. He made a swipe at him, but the smaller bot dodged him.
"It ain't your collection fossil brain. You pulled it outta the storage room, so it was there for everyone!" Rattrap replied.
"New planet, new claims on it, sewage breath!" He yelled back. Rattrap stuck his tongue out at him, and he moved to punch him. Suddenly the control panel beeped, and the screen lit up with the image of a stasis pod.
Optimus cut in between the two, and examined the screen. "Another stasis pod's coming in, over grid gamma. Airrazor and Cheetor are in that sector. Rattrap, get on the line with them, and tell them to recover it."
"I'm on it primeval." Rattrap sat down, and turned on the radio. "Base to fast cat, and air lady, you there?"
Cheetor stopped, and leaned toward his comlink. Airrazor swooped down, and landed near him. "You've got us Rattrap. What's the good word?"
"A pod's landing in your area. Go fetch kitty." Airrazor shook her head, trying to warn him not to raise to his bait, but Cheetor ignored her.
"Hey, dogs play fetch, I play catch the yellow blur! We'll be on that pod faster than Dinobot on your hindpipe once he finds out you rigged his shield to shock him."
"You did what?!?" They heard Dinobot yell over the comlink, and Airrazor chuckled, while Cheetor gave her an arrogant grin.
She began scanning the air, and zoomed in on a spot slightly east. "That's it. Should land about three parsecs away."
"Race you there sis!" Cheetor yelled, and without waiting for a response he took off. She laughed, and let a thermal carry her to the spot at a good speed, while still letting him win for his pride's sake.
Pegasus lay curled in a ball in complete darkness. He began to stir, and felt something warm in his hand. His father's sword. "How'd I get this? Where am I?" Long forgotten fear griped him deep in his chest. There was a bright light behind him, and a man with a face almost identical to his, but much older came into focus. He had only seen his face in pictures. "Grandpa Pegasus Senior? Am I dead?"
The man smiled down at him sadly. "Yes child. You didn't think you could survive a missile hitting you in the head, did you?"
He looked at him confused. "What's a missile?" He asked.
His grandfather sighed. "Now is not the time. For years our people relied on magic to see them safely though battles, yet it seems the long forgotten ways of technology has resurfaced once again. It is no longer your battle, but rest assured your death will cause a great turning point for our people, and my son."
"Dad! He's alive then? I saved him?" He said, his voice choked with emotion for his father.
"Yes. Your father lives, and will now live to sire, train, and set a new heir set upon the throne. A brother you will never know."
"NO!" He screamed. "I can't be dead! I have to go back! Grandfather, there has to be something you can do, I don't want to die. I want to live, and be with my family!"
"Then we come to why you are here, and not resting peacefully with your other ancestors. When the missile hit, the Sword of Kings was destroyed with you. It connects you to all who wielded it before you, and have passed on. You have been given the chance to live once again, with all your memories in tact, and you will carry the sword with you so we may guide you as you need it."
"I'll do anything, just let me live again!" He yelled desperately. He didn't know what it was, but he feared this cold, black place, and he hadn't feared anything since he was a small child.
"It will be done. I will be watching over you Pegasus." He felt a warm sensation course through him. He looked down, and his body was compressing itself into something white, round, and glowing, pulsating with life. "Be brave my grandson. You will need all the courage you can find for your new life."
He woke up, and took a deep, shaking breath. I can breath! He thought joyously. He looked around him, but everything was dark, except for a small hole, and a crack of light above him. He got on all fours, and rammed his back against the roof. It cracked open.
He caught sight of two people made entirely of metal. He tried to stand and get out of this thing, but he tripped, and tumbled forwards. "Probably about as graceful as me on a bad day. Hi, I'm Cheetor, and this is Airrazor."
Pegasus tried to stand, but his arms didn't seem to have the strength to push him up any higher. He looked down. He didn't have arms, he had hooves! He jumped back in surprise, and banged into the thing he came out of. He turned around, and saw to his horror, the face of a red horse looking at him from the reflection of the metal thing. "Gods, what the hell have I become?!?"
The one called Airrazor approached him slowly. "It's ok. It's just your beast mode. That pod looks pretty bad, so I'm not surprised you're a little confused. Do you know your name?"
He stared at her, a little insulted. "Of course I do! It's Pegasus. Am I stuck like this? Is this how I'm supposed to live?" He said angrily.
"Chill man, all you gotta do is say your name, and Maximise. You'll be back to normal once you do. You just can't be transformed for too long, or the energon waves'll get ya." The male Cheetor said.
He nodded, and suppressed the unfamiliar emotion of fear that kept creeping up on him recently. "Pegasus Maximise!" He heard a sickening noise, like someone running their fingers over a guitar string, but louder, and stood up on his feet. He looked back at his reflection and screamed. "I'm a freak!"
"Hey, you don't look too bad. Kinda cute with that helmet. Kinda reminds me of a cowboy hat, doesn't it bro?" Airrazor said. Cheetor nodded.
Pegasus sat heavily on the ground. "You don't understand, this isn't right. I look like…" he remembered how the thing with the tube had shined like he did, and he blanched. "I look like that thing that killed me."
The other two looked at one another as though they thought he was mad. Cheetor walked up to him, but kept a small distance. "Pegasus, right? Your not dead, nothing killed you. Your Cybertronian form just got a few additions that's all."
"What the fuck is a Cybertronian, what the fuck is a beast mode, and what the fuck happened to me?!?" he yelled. The other two looked at him surprised.
"You mean, you don't know who you are?" Airrazor asked.
"I know who I am, I remember my whole life, and I never looked like this! Why did grandpa let me come back as this… this thing?" He yelled.
"Hey man, I was made this way. I don't know what you damaged your circuits on, but don't be dissing us." Cheetor said angrily.
"It's a good thing perhaps you did find him before us. He would have been such a waste to keep. Fortunately killing you three would be no waste for us." Megatron said, coming out from behind a bush. Scorpinok and Tarantulus followed behind him, and they opened fire.
Pegasus felt rage burning deep inside him. He instinctively reached for the sword at his side, and ran toward Megatron, deflecting his shots with it. "Come back, your gonna get yourself slagged!" Cheetor yelled. Pegasus screamed in rage as he charged, and his sword glowed bright. It bit deep into Megatron's arm, nearly taking it off.
The other two began firing at him, and he tried to deflect their shots as well. Airrazor and Cheetor shot them in the chest, and they went down. Pegasus swiped at Megatron's face, and he fell to the ground. Pegasus stepped on his chest, and placed his sword on his throat. "My name is Pegasus. Remember it vile one. I'll let you live today, but next time I will kill you."
He felt a sudden searing pain shoot through his body, and heard a crackling noise. "The energon fields. We've been in robot mode too long. Transform!" Airrazor yelled.
"How?" Pegasus asked, stepping off of Megatron.
"Just say beast mode!" Cheetor yelled. He turned into a Cheetah, and Pegasus did the same, resuming the form of a red horse. Megatron mysteriously passed out, and with a final look at him, Pegasus followed the other two away from the battle field.
Rinox sat at the computer, replaying the landing of the pod, and running various system tests on the data from it. Optimus walked up to him, and put his hand on his shoulder. "What's the matter?"
Rinox looked distressed. "There's something wrong here. Just after the pod crashed a time space portal opened in space, and a strange energy reading was sent through the pod."
"Alien influence?" Optimus asked.
Rinox gave an indecisive hum, and shook his head. "Possible. After that island was destroyed I often wondered if they'd make some form of retaliation against us, but using a pod to do it? It just doesn't seem to fit."
Optimus shook his head. "What do we know about how those aliens think? We can't underestimate them."
The lift lowered then, and they both looked toward it. A few moments later Cheetor, and Airrazor came in, accompanying a new bot with a beige helmet shaped like a cowboy hat, red face, hands and feet, red legs and arms up to his elbows and knees where they turned beige, and a red horse head on his chest. The legs poked out of the bottom of his back making four small jets, and his optics were a shocking emerald green.
"Hey Optimus, this is Pegasus." He leaned toward Rinox, and said in a low tone, "I think he has some pretty bad circuit damage. He says he was never a bot before now."
"I also have really good hearing Cheetor." Pegasus replied, crossing his arms, and leaning against the lift door.
"So, where do you come from then?" Optimus asked.
Pegasus could sense the mistrust in Optimus, as well as the confidant air of a leader of men. If he were not so inflexible toward me, he may be a kindred spirit. He thought bitterly. "My world's name is Kalligh. I'm a Prince, and my father is King Rach. I was hit by a…" He struggled to remember the word his grandfather had used. "A missile, and my grandfather told me I had another chance at life. I didn't know this abomination would be it!"
Everyone gave him a very cold look, which he returned in earnest. Rattrap laughed. "So you're an alien, who's trapped in that body huh? If we rip you apart, we gonna find an alien hiding in your chest plate?"
He gave Rattrap a very deadly look. "If you so much as try to lay a finger on me, I'll slice your head off before you can even lift that finger!" He said in his deadliest voice.
"Though I don't believe his story, I must admit, the boy has an attitude I could grow to like very much." Dinobot said with a small smile.
Pegasus glanced over to him, and gave him a small grin. Here was a warrior who appreciated confidence, and courage as much as he did. "We're still going to have to run some tests. It's a difficult story to believe." Optimus said.
He gave him a calculating look. He didn't like this leader of theirs much, and the only man he had ever obeyed orders from was his father. This Optimus was not even in the same league as his father. "I come to this place, tell you who I am, know nothing about you, yet you ask me to put myself in your hands for some unknown test?" Optimus gave him a challenging stare. "Fine, I'll do your tests, but only when I trust you enough not to use them against me."
Optimus struggled to maintain his composure. He was not about to let some new bot, who was a possible threat, undermine his decisions, but he had to follow Maximal code. "We won't force you to take them, but you won't be getting access to any of our files, or be able to go on missions."
He shrugged. "I wouldn't know how to read your files anyway, and I prefer not taking orders from you. Sounds like a fair trade to me." Optimus gave him a cold look , which he returned. He refused to lay down to this man.
Finally Optimus turned away, and spoke to Dinobot. "Give him a tour, and show him to a set of quarters." Dinobot beckoned, and he followed, feeling as he did that he had won a small battle.
Pegasus lay on top of the base looking at the stars. He remembered when he was very young how his uncle had taught him about the constellations:
"These stars below us are a part of our constellation. We're the head of the Orion constellation."
"Does that mean we're smart?" He had asked.
His uncle laughed. "I sure hope so! If we weren't we would have been wiped out years ago."
He felt the sting of tears in his optics. He looked around. Nobody was there, so he let them fall freely. He shut his optics and pictured the faces of his loved ones. His father, strong, noble, and so kind. He had loved Pegasus very much, and Pegasus loved him in return. He regretted that they had both considered it to unmanly to say those words to one another. Now he was dead to his father, and neither could tell the other.
"You know, the field dampers only work inside. You could wind up with another energon surge if you stay like that." Cheetor's voice echoed quietly next to him. Pegasus wiped his face. "Hey what's wrong with your optics?"
"Nothing." He said coldly. "I know it's not really proper for me to be crying, but…" He looked at the cheetah, who had sat down next to him. He was maybe the same age as Firyan. He felt a terrible pang of sorrow. "I just miss my family so much. I lost everything."
The cheetah looked at him puzzled. "Yeah, I can tell. What's crying though?"
Pegasus looked at him surprised. "You mean your people can't cry?" Cheetor shook his head. "It's something my people do when they're sad. Of course nobody believes me." he said bitterly.
"I do!" He looked at Cheetor shocked. Cheetor smiled. "What you did there is proof enough for me. Even if you were one of the aliens that probably have a vendetta against us, you couldn't make up that stuff, or pretend how sad you are. Nobody can fake that."
Pegasus smiled, and felt tears threaten again. Gods he was so much like Firyan. "Airrazor called you her brother."
"Well in a manner of speaking she is, yeah." he said.
"I had several siblings back home. I even had a twin sister. I wonder if she's doing alright? They all believe I'm dead. Do you think someday I can go back home, and tell them I'm alive?" He asked, looking at him with tears forming in his optics again.
"Yeah. Once we all leave. After this war is over, and we go home to Cybertron, we'll find some way to get you back to your home."
Pegasus looked again at Orion. "War huh? My people are at war too. I was supposed to be leading my father's knights into battle." He took a deep steadying breath, and wiped the tears from his face. Once again he felt grateful for the beauty of the simple act of breathing. "We're all just men trying to go home. I'll help you fight your war, so I can go home, and end mine."
The two of them stood up, and went back into the base, and even though he was millions of light years from his family, right here with this boy, he felt like he had found just a small piece of it again.