Hello everyone and welcome back once again! I decided to treat you guys and start two new stories. This story is about Elita One's life before the war and will hopefully lead up to her leaving Cybertron during the war after Cybertron went dark. This story is inspired by the movie Rudy. If you haven't seen it, I suggest watching it. It's really good.

I don't own Transformers Prime. Enjoy!

It was almost the end of the workday at the CIB. Elita One was doing some paperwork when she started thinking about her life before the war. She pulled out a blank sheet of paper and let her mind drift off while her pen moved around the paper.

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Eons before the war broke out, a young, wild, and headstrong dock worker named Ariel was heading to work. The femme wore a sexy black mini-skirt and matching black bandeau with spaghetti straps. She had tall black boots and her hair was teased and tightly curled. When she walked by her male co-workers, their jaws dropped.

"You like what you see boys?" Ariel teased.

She made it to her locker where she saw her best friend Dion getting ready for work.

"Hey Dion," Ariel said.

"Oh hey Ariel," Dion replied. He looked at Ariel and wasn't surprised at her appearance.

"Ready for work?"

"Yeah and I got you something,"

"Really?"

"Yeah because today is…,"

"My seventh anniversary for coming to work at the docks for the first time,"

"Yeah and underneath that…hair…is a smart girl. So here,"

Dion grabbed a package out of his locker and gave it to Ariel. She unwrapped it and gasped. Two college-grade books, one about forensic science and the other about business management, were in Ariel's hands. She looked up at Dion and hugged him.

The morning went uneventful but after lunch, Ariel's life changed forever. Dion and Ariel were walking back to the docks when a crane began to malfunction. Its load was too heavy. The pair ran up to it to try to stop it.

"Ariel, try and control the crane. I'll release the cargo," Dion shouted.

Ariel climbed into the crane's cockpit while Dion shimmied up the crane arm. Ariel flipped the switches to turn off the crane, but the crane refused to shut off.

"Dion, the crane is jammed! I can't shut it off!" Ariel screamed.

"Keep trying!" the mech yelled back.

Ariel kept flipping switches while Dion untied the cargo. Suddenly, the crane arm started to creak. Bolts flew out of the arm. Dion started to lose his grip. Finally, the arm gave away. Dion fell off and landed with a thud. And the arm and cargo landed on top of him.

"Dion!" Ariel shrieked.

But it was no use, Dion was dead.

Duh, duh, duh. What do you think? Please review. I don't have anything else to say so bye!