Author's Note: So, again, I really should be working on Talons, but I wanted to this...
First things first, this is in my 'Wings' 'verse. If you have no idea what that means, go read Wings, and maybe Talons, 'cause I'm not explaining that here.
Its a pre-war fic, starting with when Opt and Megs are 'sparklings' and heading out from there. I don't think it has much of a plot, besides just detailing their younger days, what lead to their falling out, and the beginning of the war. Its mainly to explain what happened before the AutoDrags met Sam, and the Battle of Mission City. This chap is just a quick intro thing, then I'll get to cute sparking stuff.
Disclaimer: I no own, you no sue.
Optimus Prime settled onto his stomach. The tiny grains of sand pressed comfortably against his chest plates and legs, still holding the heat from the sun that had set not thirty human minutes ago. The Prime watched as stars slowly winked into existence. The first constellation that he noticed was the one the humans called 'Orion'.
Orion... That brought back memories... He sub-consciously turned to the north, eyes searching for mountain peaks hidden by the curvature of the earth. The mountains where he had been born, where he had lived, made friends...
The huge beast sighed a heavy sigh, speaking of centuries of hard times and war. He did not notice the concerned human watching him from nearby.
Recently promoted Major Lennox cocked his head to the side confused at the Autobot leader's behavior. He crossed his muscled arms frowning while the Hauler-class rested his head on his forepaws. The Prime had been moody lately and it was starting to get on the humans nerves.
"Prime?" He asked tentatively. The dragon jumped slightly.
"Major William Lennox," Optimus said by way of greeting. The human chuckled dryly.
"Just Will right now, Prime, I'm off duty," In turn the dragon chuckled.
"Just Optimus right now, Will, I'm off duty," With that, the titanic beast faced the north again with another long, drawn out sigh.
"Watcha doin'?" Will asked coming level with the Prime's head. Another sigh.
"According to Ratchet, I'm brooding," He added in an after thought, "Which I probably am."
"About?" The Major ventured.
"Before... all this happened..." He gestured vaguely towards the NEST headquarters behind them, "Before... the war." He turned sad eyes back to the North.
After a moment the Major spoke, "What... was it like?"
The Prime glanced at the human, before saying simply, "Different."
"Care to elaborate?"
Optimus sighed another weary sigh and began the tale...
So this should be updated... Uh, when ever I feel like it.
R&R, it makes meh happy.