The Secret World of Kraolites
This is my first fanfiction. I hope you enjoy. Thank you for reading.
Kraoles are a flower specie on my home planet, Cybertron.
Before the war, before Megatron the first, the city-state of Vos was the only place in the planet to cultivate this beautiful crystal flower. Thanks to the cold climate of the region. The crystal flower came in 4 different subspecies, the red ones named Stellaclamatis, meaning Starscream. The Lacrimaefragilis, they're purple and are the most popular, often representative of Vos and it's culture. The Primusoculi are blue and are the smallest of all the Kraoles. Last but not least, the gorgeous Ignisekvatine. It's name means «Spark of Ekvatine», Ekvatine was the first carrier on Cybertron. He was created thousands of eons before the first femme, directly by the hand of Primus. The Ignisekvatine is turquoise. This particular subspecies is the most important of them to me and to a thousand other carriers, because she represents us.
Nowadays in a post war Cybertron, the identity of carriers has been almost completely lost. Nobody knows anymore what it means to be a carrier. Many carriers try to go against their nature. Implementing spikes to their interface equipments, taking certain hormones to make themselves be more aggressive and competitive. It's all about competition. About who will satisfy better the mechs, the carriers or the third gender, the femmes. Behind the smiles, the artificial compliments and the friendships between carriers and femmes, exists a profound envy. One wants what the other has. Carriers accuse the femmes of being just a cheap copy of them, the «original gender» who could naturally bear a sparkling. Femmes respond with « Carriers are obsolete!» and that we are just jealous because femmes can keep up with the demands of the mechs.
This seems like meaningless catfights but those pointless quarrels raised a lot of questions among the people and sociologists.
Does Cybertron really need a third gender ? Who is the most useful between carrier or femme ? Who is the most adequate to spark a sparkling ? Who is the weakest between the two ? Who is the most delicate ? Who is the most beautiful ?
Sometimes i feel that carriers and femmes are being manipulated by society, the media and specially by mechs. I mean, they're the ones who win in the end. When we pamper ourselves for them, we transforme our bodies for them, we change ourselves for them.
This train of thoughts makes me hate all of my ex-boyfriends. But these long meditation woke me up.
I always wondered throughout my school vorns, back in my home city Polyhex, why i was sometimes the only carrier with no spike. I remember when we attended gym class and had to exchange our heavy armors for the tight and ligher plating showing off our curves. I used to observe my classmates when we were curious about interfacing and showed our equipments. Those who had spikes admitted that their creators asked for the medics when they sparked, to place above their valves spikes because they wanted their sparkling to be independent, brave and active. Basically possess the so called qualities carriers did not have, according to cybertronian culture. During these procedures they often injected «mech hormones» that would linger in a sparkling's energon throughout sparklinghood. It alters their personality drastically and often causes major physiological and psychological issues. I wonder why this type of thing is still legal in most city-states of Cybertron ? The only state in Cybertron that has prohibited this type of operation is Vos. Vos, the city of Kraoles and their sons the Kraolites. Vos, the city-state that celebrates carriers.
This is why, me, 15 vorns old, Bumblebee, left my home city Polyhex for the iconic floating towers of the seekers paradise and their old traditions still vigorously applied and respected in their matriarchal society.
My dream is to become a Kraolites, one of the oldest professions in Cybertronian history. I wanna be one of those dedicated mystical entertainers who give up on their transformation platings and replace them with the beautiful traditional Vosian dresses, desert the love landscape or their lovers arms to please other mechs by playing multiple instruments, dancing and seducing them subtly. No physical contact needed. Being loved for what you are and what you can do. This is what i'm looking for.