Chapter One
The wolves in northern Canada were being killed by hunters. A few packs escaped and hid in the forests and valleys nearby. One pack became well known as the Valley Pack. The alpha was Optimus. He led his pack in peace, avoiding the Mountain Pack at all costs. His beta was Arcee, delta- Ironhide, elder/caretaker- Ratchet, scouts- Sideswipe and Sunstreaker. A lost pup named Bumblebee joined the pack and was growing quick. But with the hunters widening their range, they had to move to a more secure spot. This night the pack slept, getting ready to move in the morning.
Optimus woke to bumblebee's whining. The pup had been restless lately. The alpha started to get up until he heard Ironhide consoling the young wolf. 'I'll let him deal with him.' Optimus thought, lying back down.
Ironhide nudged the pup to lay down.
"Pup, you're disturbing the other wolves."
"I'm not a pup anymore. I'm a wolf." Bee argued.
"You still have fuzzy, floppy ears. Now, cool it and go to sleep."
Bee huffed, but he got the message and curled up. Ironhide grunted and went to his own den. He hoped Bee would grow out of his boredom, or else he'd be a lot to handle when he got older.
Optimus got the pack up and running at first light. Arcee, Sideswipe, and Sunstreaker ran ahead to scout the way. Ratchet, Ironhide, and Willow followed behind Optimus, who had Bumblebee in his mouth. He let the pup down when he saw Arcee running back towards them.
"Optimus! There's another pack up ahead!" Arcee warned.
"Tell the twins to come back. We'll all check it out." Optimus ordered.
"Yes, sir."
Arcee ran back.
"Optimus, what if it's the Mountain Pack?" Ratchet questioned.
"Then we won't engage."
When the other wolves got back to the pack, Optimus led them over a hill to the other pack. It wasn't the Mountain Pack since neither Megatron nor Starscream were there. There were seven wolves in the clearing. One was fully red and blue, like Optimus, but Optimus had a grey chest, bottom muzzle, and underbelly. Another was green with some black, but those two were the only males. The females were pink, blue with some black, red with some white, brown, and black.
Curious, Optimus went down to the pack. The red and blue wolf bounded up to Optimus, wary of the new wolves.
"Identify yourselves!" The other alpha demanded.
"I'm Optimus; this is my pack, Arcee, Ironhide, Ratchet, Willow, Sideswipe, Sunstreaker, and Bumblebee."
"My name is Optimus."
The red and blue wolf circled Optimus, studying him. He then sat back in shock. Optimus just looked at him confused.
"My parents talked about you. You were part of their first litter, but disappeared so suddenly. When I was born, they named me after you because they said I looked like you. They thought you were dead."
"I don't remember any of that." Optimus said, not believing him.
"You don't? Well, the point is, we're together now. There's a valley about twenty miles from here that should be safe from the hunters for a while. My parents live there if you would like to join us."
"Fine. But I won't trust you right away."
"That's fine. You can call me Op. My pack is Elita, Chromia, Red Alert, Bulkhead, Coma, and Ratrace."
Optimus nodded and Op led the way to the valley. They got halfway before they had to stop and rest for the night. They found a small cave. Once everyone appeared to be asleep, Optimus left to gaze at the stars. He sat on a cliff and heard paw steps behind him.
"Optimus?" Arcee whispered, afraid of waking the others or disturbing him.
She had seen him leave and followed.
"Yes, Arcee?"
"Do you believe him? Op?"
"Arcee, I don't remember any of my past. You know that. The first thing I remember is waking up in a field to you, Ratchet, and Ironhide telling me I was your alpha."
"Yes. I remember that." Arcee sighed, lying down.
Concerned, Optimus gave Arcee a comforting lick on her cheek. She whined and moved away from him. He could tell she was upset, but she wouldn't let him in.
"Arcee, please." Optimus begged, nudging her gently with his muzzle.
She nudged him back in what he would consider a loving manner before getting up and going back to the cave. Optimus tried to ignore the fact that Arcee seemed to care for him more than an alpha, but he failed to see her silently crying as she left his side.