Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, this is for fun; I only own OC's
Author note: This follows the ending of season 2, but it will have my own ending. I don't honestly care, what they have in the new one this is my take on it.
Rated T
Summary: Optimus Prime is left gravely injured, and alone separated from his team. But when Megatron learns Optimus is very much alive, he sends Shockwave with his new pet to locate. But Optimus finds shelter and help in an unexpected way; by several homeless teenagers and their overprotective sister; who starts to care about the Autobot leader more then she would like too.
Transformers Prime: On the run
Chapter 1
A mangled servo sticks up from the broken debris, Megatron and Starscream walk around the ruined Autobot base. It was then Megatron spots the servo and chuckles evilly, alerting his second in command.
"What is it, Master?" Starscream asks.
Megatron approaches when the mangled servo is, but as he moved closer. He snarky smirk fades, and his optics narrow in fury.
He leans down and roars in fury, when he realizes Optimus Prime is still very much alive.
"He escaped, I thought by the servo here we had finally gotten him," Megatron snarled snatching up the servo and throwing it against the flames.
"How could he possibly survive this, master?" Starscream demanded.
"I don't know, Starscream, but I will have him found, and he will be my prisoner; that is a promise." Megatron vowed as he and Starscream transformed taking off his new fortress in Jasper Nevada.
(Flashback moments before the base is destroyed)
Optimus held up his Star Saber, mentally preparing himself for what he must do. He brings the weapon down on his one servo severing it; as energon pours from the wound. He grinds his dentas in agony, when base suddenly explodes. Optimus makes a break for it; but as he does a sharpened part from one of the parts of the equipment they had impaled his side. The leader barely makes it into the ground bridge to escape; he escapes death, but was very injured.
'Primus, help me, please' is his last thoughts before darkness claims the troubled prime.
Xxxx
The wind was starting to turn icy cold, while snow flurries fell on the ground; landing on the body of Optimus Prime. He was fighting stasis, his energon levels were lowered greatly. His optics dimmed, as he choked on his own energon. He had to hide himself somehow; he knew he would probably perish. He didn't have any medic; he didn't have much of anything. He disappointed everyone, let them believe he was gone; it didn't matter anymore.
He felt energon tears roll down his face, no one would see him cry, and he was free to be himself now. Everyone believed he was emotionless, the sparkless prime, incapable of emotion. How wrong they all were about him, if they only knew of how much he was truly capable of.
How every slagging decision he made, had to be the correct one. There was no room for mistakes; he was a prime after all. He had made plenty of mistakes, enough to fill several cycles of his life.
He grunted, and pushed up with his remaining servo. He forced himself to get to his foot pedes; he saw wooded area and headed for it. He glanced down at his ruined side, he winced in pain. But he continued onward into the woods, he forced himself to go deeper and deeper still into the woods. Once he realized no one could find him, he found a place he could lie down at. He leaned against a big, thick Oak tree; and he just sobbed. He knew the others had hated him; well he had doomed their world once more into a lifeless husk.
"I cannot seem to please anyone, any more," Optimus whispered.
Ratchet was furious with him, because of what he'd just done, everything had been for nothing. The lost lives, everything was ruined. His energon tears ran freely down his face, he had hoped his cutting off his servo fooled Megatron. Though, everything else he ever did never seemed to work.
He leaned back, his optics looking skyward. He thought back to his message from Alpha Trion, Alpha Trion had seen something in him. He sent those relics to him for him to find, he had entrusted that those relics would find their way to him. And what did he do? He destroyed the one thing they needed to restore Cybertron; he knew the others would never really follow another order again. Why should they?
He sighed, and shivered as the snow fell a little harder. If it became too cold, he would perish that much sooner. Would anyone truly miss him, would they?
(Jasper Nevada – Where Wheeljack is)
Wheeljack limped out of the wreckage, which was the Jack Hammer, shaking his helm. He was mad, very mad.
"Starscream is on my list, miserable seeker,"
Wheeljack heard the sound of a helicopter; he turned to see Fowler landing Jack Darby's mother, June with him in tears.
"Wheeljack," Fowler replied.
Wheeljack limped over to them; he could see the Autobot base in ruins.
"Any survivors with the other Autobots…?" Wheeljack asked.
"We don't know we found Prime's arm in the wreckage, with a lot of spilled energon. If Optimus survived he is in bad shape, very bad shape," Fowler replied.
Wheeljack frowned.
"He's a tough leader to scrap, tiny," Wheeljack snarled.
"If he got out, we have no idea where he would head?" Fowler remarked.
June sank to the ground in tears, she was worried really worried.
"I have an idea what Team Prime did," Wheeljack said. "Show me where Prime's servo is," he ordered.
The headed into the ruined base, Wheeljack reached down picking up the Prime's servo. He rooted through different things, finding some spare parts to savage his ship.
"This is what I think Optimus would do, he would want the team to split up. Which means the bots and their charges wouldn't be separated, and they would plan to regroup for a counter attack. I am going to search for Optimus, after I get the Jack Hammer air born once more." He said.
"I am going too, I am part of Team Prime," Fowler said.
June lifted her face up; there was an edge of defiance in her face.
"I am going too; I am just as much a part of this team. These bots protected the kids, and Optimus gave his memories up for this planet once already," She said with hint of 'Try and stop me' edge to it.
"Alright, let's start by salvaging what we can from the base to fix the Jack Hammer," Wheeljack said as Fowler and June nodded. "We got a lot to do, while trying to stay ahead of Megatron and his goons." Wheeljack said.
"If we know Optimus is badly injured, but alive…." Fowler started to say.
"Then Megatron does too, and he won't hesitate to send his goons after him." Wheeljack said.
"Then let's find him first, shall we?" June remarked in a rather determined tone of voice.
Wheeljack and Fowler nodded.
"I would suggest not sending any messages out to your other humans; Megatron will have Soundwave alerting him to any movement." Wheeljack said.
"Right, there wouldn't be anyone other than military around, Jasper was evacuated already." Fowler said.
"Good, let's get a move on then, shall we?" Wheeljack mumbled.
(Where Optimus is)
Optimus had closed his optics, but was stirred online by the sound of voices…. Human voices, which sounded rather young…
"Hello, are you living, Mr. Robot?" a tiny voice said as he felt tiny hands on his face.
Optimus onlined his optics, and was jarred by the little human who stared at him.
"Hi, you are alive, yay!" he exclaimed.
Optimus gently tried to move, but found his body rather not moving too well.
"I will not harm you," he whispered, as he coughed hard bringing up energon.
"You are sick, Mr. Robot?" the tiny human asked.
"Affirmative, I am called Optimus Prime," he answered.
"I am Stewy,"
"STEWY, GET AWAY FROM HIM!" ordered another human who threw a rock at Optimus hitting him in his optic.
Optimus grunted, and moved his only servo to try and protect his face.
"I am not going to hurt anyone, please do not wound me anymore then I already am," he said.
The older boy, who had run up to the little human boy, watched Optimus with mistrust in his eyes.
"He is Optimus Prime, he is hurt and is a good robot, Eddy," Stewy said.
Optimus' remaining servo trembled; he felt his energon trickle from his cracked optic.
"I-I will leave you in peace just please do not….." Optimus never finished his sentence, he suddenly purged his tanks.
"He needs help, get Claire please Eddy," Stewy begged.
"Why should I?"
"He is my new friend," Stewy said with a smile.
Eddy growled, but suddenly whistled really loud.
"Well, he better not be like them evil ones in Jasper Nevada; or Claire will take him apart piece by piece." Eddy said.
"I am leader of the Autobots, the good alien being from Cybertron; the evil ones are the Decepticons led by Megatron," Optimus explained.
Silence….
"Where am I?" Optimus asked.
"Utah," Eddy said.
"Where is your family and home?" Optimus asked.
"We are all each other have now," a female said.
Optimus turned his helm to see a tall, red haired femme with military scrubs. A shotgun in her hand, leather jacket and biker boots, but yet she looked rather out of place in the outfit. Optimus fell silent, he was in so much agony, his side burned with raging fire. He was fighting stasis, and he was lonely, lost and fear was his new best friend.

Optimus watched, as Claire stared at him coldly. Optimus was tired, so tired of the death and mistrust. He never meant any harm to anyone, but yet there was always mistrust.
"I-I will not trouble you, I will leave you all in peace," Optimus replied his voice betraying how badly he truly felt.
Stewy gripped the Prime tightly, and kissed him on the cheek.
"No, we have to help him, he is my friend, Claire," Stewy begged.
"You're really lucky, Stewy is special and has a sixth sense about things and people. I will allow you to stay with us, I will repair you. There is a body of a dead robot, which those evil ones just dumped." Claire said.
"Our home is a bit away from here, can you walk?" she asked.
"Y-Yes, but I do not wish to be a burden to anyone, Claire," Optimus whispered.
"You won't be, when you're well enough, you can pitch in and help us do things." She remarked, as Optimus merely nodded.
"Is that your sword?" Stewy asked pointing toward Optimus' Star Saber.
"Yes, it is my Star Saber, only a prime can wield such a weapon." Optimus replied his own words making him choke on his tears once more.
Stewy ran his hand over Optimus' face; the giant Autobot commander hadn't sobbed so much in vorns. He'd hidden his emotions from his team, even the other human younglings they protected. He had protected Earth twice, but the second time at the expense of his home world. Everyone was angry with him, the only one who didn't seem to second guess him was Smokescreen. He knew that wouldn't last, he would soon grow tired of his mistakes as well. They all would, he toyed with stepping down as leader, when he found any of his old team. He would pass the Matrix, and leave the Autobots they didn't need him messing up anything else. Perhaps, he could stay with Claire and her family, he would earn his stay protect them.
"I will earn my keep, Claire," Optimus answered, as she nodded.
"I can transform when I am functional, I transform into a semi cab," he said hoping he pleased them with that knowledge.
Claire, Eddy and Stewy smiled then.
"You can transform into a truck, that will be a blessing," Claire said.
"Affirmative, I can help you in any way I possibly can," Optimus vowed.
Claire smiled at him, as she watched him slowly get to his feet. She could tell he was in agony, the way his eyes dimmed and shined with threatening tears.
Eddy and Stewy raced ahead, while Optimus took one painful and agonizing step after the other.
"Take your time, Optimus, one step at a time; there is not race, okay?" Claire replied, while the weary prime merely nodded.
All the while, the defeated and broken prime kept thinking about his team. The only one who respected him now was Smokescreen, he knew he had to step down as leader no one truly wanted him now. He would pass the mantle to Smokescreen, and stay with his new friends the Autobots didn't need him anymore.
He held his side, his optics filling with energon once more. He had sobbed more now, then he ever did. He couldn't sob in front of his team like this; it was not good for a leader and prime to act that way. But here he was just Optimus, not a leader or prime just Optimus.
Claire glanced up at him, she could tell there was so much to this alien being; she wanted to learn all about him. He was like a complex puzzle or a terribly long book; which held so many secrets hidden inside. Claire knew a lost soul when she saw one, and Optimus was a lost soul; one who needed help.
She glanced at her brothers running toward their large underground cave, Stewy was special, and he had a unique way of knowing; who was bad and who wasn't. He trusted Optimus, so she trusted his instincts.
They finally reached the cave; Optimus was able to get into the cave. It was then, Optimus scanned the cave; and picked up energon readings.
"There is raw energon in this cave, it is our life's blood." Optimus whispered.
"What does it look like?" Claire asked.
Optimus using his one good optic made a hologram, Eddy's eyes widened.
"We found that stuff, when we first moved in, it was scattered around." Eddy said running into the deeper part of the cave.
He returned with raw energon, and handed it Optimus.
"There is a ton of this stuff down below," Eddy said. "Come on, Stewy help me bring it up for him," Eddy said as he stopped and moved closer.
He nervously ran his one hand through his hair, and glanced up at Optimus.
"I-I am sorry for hurting your eye," Eddy said as he and Stewy ran into the deep part of the cave.
"It is okay, Eddy," Optimus started to say.
"He never apologizes," Claire noted.
"There is a first time for everything, Claire," Optimus replied.
"I am starting to see that," she chuckled, as Optimus smiled for the first time.
"This cave must have been stripped by the Decepticons, and they just left the rest." Optimus said.
He paused, and looked at Claire.
"I will need to refine it, so I can use it for fuel." He said.
"Okay, just tell me what you need, the boys can get it," she replied as she got up. "If you can pull the dead one from the side over there, I can start your repairs." She stated.
Optimus nodded, and got up; but he froze at identity of said Cybertronian.
It was Dreadwing.
Optimus offlined his optics, he felt a sting of regret for his death.
(Flashback starts)
He and his Autobots faced Dreadwing; everyone's weapons were drawn, except for Dreadwing.
"I did not come here to fight, I came to give you this," he said.
"The Forge of Solus Prime…?" Arcee asked.
"It could be rigged to blow," Bulkhead snapped.
"Dreadwing, what do you ask in return?" Optimus asked.
"Only that you use it wisely," Dreadwing said.
"And the Omega keys," Arcee said.
"Megatron has them under heavy guard," Dreadwing answered.
"Scream did make a deal with the Cons," Bulkhead remarked.
"Why?" Optimus demanded.
"A shadow has been cast upon the Decepticon case; it is a case I do not wish to be a part of anymore." Dreadwing replied.
"Then I appeal to you again, join us and help us end this conflict once and for all," Optimus replied.
"Betraying my kind is not the same as accepting yours," Dreadwing said wistfully as he turned and slowly transformed taking to the sky.
(Flashback ends)
"Till all are one, my friend; till all are one." Optimus said as he pulled Dreadwing's body toward Claire.
Optimus looked sad once more.
"Optimus, what's wrong?" Claire asked.
"This was Dreadwing, he had left the Decepticon fold bringing me The Forge of Solus Prime; I am assuming Megatron offlined him for betraying him." Optimus said as he sat back down.
"I am sorry, Optimus," she said as he nodded.
"Thank you for doing this for me, Claire," Optimus said, as she nodded starting to get to work.
(Jasper Nevada)
Wheeljack was feverishly finishing his ship; his energon alerts started to go off. That meant there was raw energon, it was small but it was still energon.
"Come on, you two buckle down, we are off," he said.
"Where too…?" Fowler asked.
"Utah the readings are concentrated in one area," Wheeljack replied.
Wheeljack had put The Forge of Solus Prime into his ship for safe keeping. That is, until he could reunite it with Optimus Prime, then he could forge whatever was needed to stop Megatron once and for all.