WELCOME!
I had already posted this chapter, but I ended up going back to redo it, thanks to Victorsmyname. Thank you again!
And I'll let you know that this does not take place in a single transformers continuity but in multiple. Characters from Prime, Armada, Energon, Cybertron, G1, Masterforce, and more will appear.
Now, as for the title and each of the chapter titles, they are all in Old English, like in Beowulf.
The title means "newcomer, stranger". I'll leave the rest of the translations up to you guys ;)
As for why I did this, you'll see.
Transformers © to Hasbro!
Remix and Aalis © to me!
Transformers Nifara
Chapter 1: Bilwetnes
Fire.
Screams.
Smoke billowed from Six Lasers Over Cybertron. Thirty-six minicons committed a suicide bombing under the Plasma Curve roller coaster.
Under a fallen mech and femme, a small femmeling sniffled. The energon of her creators dripped onto the little femme's head. She covered her helm to block out the screams and moans of pain.
The ground shook as two large pedes slammed into the ground and a large servo grabbed her and dragged her into the light.
Three Cycles before:
The little silver femmeling held the small metal instrument in one arm and a metal rod in the other. She drew it across the delicate metal strings, making a soft sound that echoed across the room.
"Remix! Are you using my Stradikit(1) again?"
"No, Sire!" The femme set the instrument down on the table as her sire strode into the room.
Overtone's(2) optic ridge rose, his blue optics glittering with mirth as his little daughter tried to hide her guilt. "If you want to learn to play, all you need do is ask, my little one." His delicate servos picked up the Stradikit as he sat down. Little Remix climbed into her sire's lap as he began to play the instrument.
Remix watched his digits dance across the strings, the silver plating on his arms reflecting light onto her and onto his silver and emerald plating.
The door to their home swished open, causing Overtone to falter in his playing. His facial plating broke into a smile as the tall, thin, and beautiful figure of his sparkmate strode into the room. "Hello, my dear Illume(3)."
"Hello, my darlings!" Illume bent down, kissing the top of her daughter's helm.
Remix jumped up, clinging to her carrier's white, silver, and light yellow plating. "Carrier!"
Overtone set aside his instrument before standing. "How was it?"
"Oh, it was wonderful! I am not surprised that organic fabrics are coming back into fashion, they do make one feel and look elegant. I might have got another modeling deal in Iacon too!"
"That's wonderful, darling!"
The femme reached up, touching the facial plating of her sparkmate. "And I gave them a condition, that you were to come with me and to play at the next show. And I doubt they'll refuse, as what an honor it would be to have the great Stradikitist, Overtone, come play at their show."
"I thank you, Illume." His servo reached over, patting little Remix on the helm. "And this little one was trying to play my Stradikit today."
"Oh did you?"
"Yes, Carrier!" Remix held up her arms. "I wanna be a singer and Stradikitist!"
"I'm sure you will be, but I think it's time for a certain little femmeling to get some recharge."
"Aw!"
The couple laughed as their little femme pouted. Overtone carried the little one to her berth, laying her down.
Two Cycles before:
"Oh come now, Overtone."
"I know this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but I'm not sure about this."
Remix sat and listened to her creators bicker slightly. She didn't really understand what was going on, but one thing she did know was that she was on her carrier's side.
Illume had been given an opportunity to go to Iacon with her family, and they were given three free tickets to the prestigious theme park, Six Lasers Over Cybertron. Remix really, really, really wanted to go.
Overtone sat down, rubbing the bridge of his facial plating. "Illume, I know we're not rich and we'll never get to go there again, but I do not think it's safe for a youngling. Especially with that gladiator stirring up the lower castes. Why not leave her here?"
"Tone, you are panicking again." The femme touched his facial plating. "We are going to the highest end of society. There is so much security there. We will be safe, and she will be too."
"I wanna go, Sire!" Remix bounced in her seat, kicking her pedes back and forth excitedly.
The mech looked between the two femmes, venting before he smiled. "I can't say no to those optics. Fine. Get ready. We'll leave tomorrow.
"Yay!" Remix tackled her sire's legs, laughing happily.
Six Lasers Over Cybertron! The massive theme park that most bots only dreamed of going to! The playground of the rich and famous! The little femme trembled with excitement as she thought of all the rides and games… and the Energon goodies!
This was going to be the best trip ever!
One Cycle before:
The entire transport ride from their home in Polyhex to Iacon was so boring for little Remix. The long time sitting made her fidgety. She wanted to run up and down the aisles and play with the other bots around her.
But, that would not happen. She just sat between her creators, kicking her pedes slowly. A pair of enforcers sat across from them, studying datapads.
One of them looked up at the little femmeling, smiling as he saw her obviously bored expression. "Hey, youngling. You bored?"
"Yes…"
The mech patted his knee and the femme bounced over. Her creators watched the mech carefully as enforcers were known to be either very nice or very cruel. However, the mech set aside his datapad and bounced little Remix on his knee. "I'm Tumbler(4). What's your designation?"
"I'm Remix!"
"Nice to meet you. This silent stiff is my partner, Prowl."
Prowl looked up from his datapad, looking slightly miffed at his partner's description of him. "I'm not stiff, I'm just not slacking."
"See what I mean, kid. He's a stiff. Take a break, pal." Tumbler looked down at the femmeling. "Where are you off to?"
"We're going to Six Lasers Over Cybertron!"
Overtone smirked. "We're going to Iacon and tomorrow we're taking a trip to the amusement park for a day."
"Sounds fun," Prowl glanced up, "you get tickets?"
Illume nodded. "I'm a model and we were gifted tickets to use while we were in Iacon."
"I see."
Tumbler tickled Remix as he laughed. "Sounds fun. I wish I could go there. Enjoy your time."
"We will."
When the transport stopped, the enforcers got off at the first stop, waving goodbye to little Remix as they left.
The Morning of:
The family of three hurriedly left before dawn to reach the amusement park by the time it opened.
The little family stayed close together, not wanting to be separated as they entered the park. However, Remix was far too excited to notice the line of protestors outside the park, crying for the park to be open to the common people.
Remix could hardly contain her little self as the gates opened and she saw the rides towering above her. All around her, bots called out for patrons to play games and buy goodies.
In the center of the park, stood a giant coaster. The Plasma Curve! The line for the ride wound in and around the giant coaster, so as you waited you could look up and watch the coaster fly over your helm.
"Watch out!" Remix skidded to a stop as she nearly ran over an even smaller bot.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
The minicon looked up at the little femme, his facial plating contorted into a strange look. He seemed nervous, angry, and scared. "It's alright, just watch where you're going next time."
"I didn't think minicons were allowed."
"I'm in maintenance." He snapped before taking a long, deep breath. "Look, sorry about snapping." His optics turned to the little femme. "Having fun?"
"Yep. We're gonna go on the Plasma Curve!"
The minicon's expression changed. "Well, the line is pretty long. If I was you, I'd wait till your next visit."
"We won't have another visit," Overtone vented. "We were gifted tickets. Without those, we'd never have been able to come. We plan to do every ride. Is there something wrong with the ride?"
"Well, no but… there might be later on, but hopefully not." He glanced once more at the little femme before walking away.
Remix stared after the minicon, slightly confused by his odd behavior, but she was still far too excited to really care. She and her family got in line for the Plasma Curve, a line which wound between the countless supports. The femmeling chattered the entire time about how cool everything was. The high-class mechs and femmes around them kept glancing at the tiny femme, some with amusement and some with disgust.
Her family was obviously not high class, well at least her sire wasn't. Illume could pass as an Iaconian easily, but no self-respected high-class femme would dare bond with a lower class mech.
As the line wound around a pillar, it ran alongside another portion of the line, further back. Standing there, a large red mech and a beautiful sky-blue femme chuckled at Remix as the sparkling bounced around.
"You excited, little one?"
"Yep!"
The blue femme laughed, reaching out to pat the sparkling's helm. "What's your designation?"
"I'm Remix!"
"I'm Chromia, and this is my sparkmate, Ironhide."
"Remix," Illume grabbed her daughter's servo, "the line is moving."
Remix waved to the couple. "Bye-bye!" She immediately watched as the stairs to the ride grew closer and closer with each step. At the bottom of the steps, they stopped, her optics darting around.
Over there.
She saw a little minicon, the same one she'd almost run into before. He was standing near one of the supports of the coaster. As she looked around, she could see more minicons around, standing by pillars, all holding something that looked like a toolbox. For a moment, he paused, looking at her, his optics glistened with sadness; his mouth moved, softly saying something that the little femme couldn't hear.
His optics hardened before… "FOR EQUALITY!" He and the other minicons screamed.
Then darkness.
When Remix opened her optics, her helm throbbed. Flames danced around as the coaster supports that still remained creaked. The metal frame bent and began to fall apart.
Screams echoed around as a large servo grabbed little Remix, shoving her under the stairs as the rest of the coaster crashed to the ground. Remix looked up just in time to see the railings slam down on top of her sire. "SIRE! CARRIER!" Remix ducked, covering her head as flames grew close and more rubble fell around. When things stopped shaking, the femme crawled out from under the stairs. Her tiny arms pulled her towards her creators as coolant spilled down her facial plating.
Her whole frame shuddered as she pulled herself underneath her creators, huddling beneath her Carrier's burned body and her Sire's mangled frame.
Covering her audial receptors with her little servos, she cried as energon dripped onto her back.
"There's that couple we saw with the sparkling!"
"I hope the little one is alright."
"Ironhide, listen…"
A moment later, two pedes came down in Remix's view and a large red servo reached under and pulled her out. The little femme found herself looking up into the optics of Ironhide. His frame now marred with burns and scratches, as was Chromia's, he still stood, mostly unharmed.
"Oh, you poor thing." Chromia took Remix into her arms, holding her close. "We need to get her to the medics!"
"Go, I'll look for more survivors."
The blue femme carried little Remix away from the carnage, constantly shushing and trying to sooth the wailing sparkling. Remix barely acknowledged the femme as her optics stared upwards at the stars…
"Sire, Carrier, I'll make you proud." Remix stared up at the stars; they looked so different from Nutronia. She missed Cybertron…
How long ago was it since the bombing? It felt like a lifetime for the femme who now stood tall, nearly fully grown.
Since that day, since the war began, she'd heard a lot of things. Good and bad. But one thing she remembered was the saying "The first casualty of war is innocence"...
And she was proof of that…
Well, now you've met the first of our two main characters. Now, as for why I chose to use all the Old English, or Anglo Saxon, is because I really enjoy the language myself and because I wanted something different.
A combination of the old and new coming together.
Ancient and futuristic.
Please review!
Footnotes:
(1) Stradikit is a combination of two different words for "violin": "stradivarius" and "kit".
(2) Overtone is a musical term that means "a whole-number multiple of the fundamental frequency of a tone". The overtone defines the harmonic structure of a sound.
(3) Illume is a synonym for "illuminate"
(4) Tumbler is the original name of the Autobot Chromedome.
VAs:
Young Remix- Hynden Walch (Starfire, Blackfire, Harley Quinn/Harleen Quinzel, Ace)
Remix- Kari Wahlgren (Aranea Highwind, Tigress, Starfire, Charmcaster, Emma Frost)
Overtone- Darin De Paul (Ardyn Izunia, Reinhardt, Zeron Alpha, Gill Grunt)
Illume- Amy Shiels (Lunafreya Nox Fleuret, Candie, Lisa Buchanan, Danielle, Nicole)
Prowl- Jeff Bennett (Prowl, Baron Von Steamer, Zazu, Petrie, Mr. Smee, Merlin, Cyril)
Tumbler- Strings Kozisek (Chromedome, Kup, Ironhide, Doublecross, Hardhead)
Chromia- Latonia Phipps (Chromia, Roxy, Ashley, Paige, Mama Bacote,)
Ironhide- Peter Cullen (Ironhide, Optimus Prime, Eeyore, Red Skull, King Kong)
1 Corinthians 13:1
"If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal."