Rawr:Hiya Transfans! It's me, Kazumi-chan124 but right now I'd like to be referred to as Rawr.
Rated: M for future lemons, attempt of rape, angst, violence
Warning: Crackiness! Oh and weird fetishes! And some really fluffy moments. :3
OCs: Cloudstreaker and Milo
A/N: So as make sure no one thinks Cloudstreaker is a Mary sue, here's something about him you need to know. He fears parrots and cannot (no matter how much he tries) open a damn jar of anything! (He'll be like "DANG IT! OPEN OPEN OPEN!!! RAURGH!!!" *smash* ) Lol. XD
Pairing(s): BumbleBeexProwl, OptimusxBlackarachnia, CloudstreakerxStarscream, slight JettwinsxCloudstreaker, one sided MegatronxCloudstreaker (Megatron wants Cloudstreaker, bleh D:, Cloudstreaker no wants though)
Claimer: I only own this plot and story and the two OCs within.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Transformers Animated anything in general except my own OCs and stories
Enjoys!
~(Prologue)~
The galaxy seems to stand still, like a hurricane frozen. Stars sprinkle across the inky blackness known as the sky. Some would compare it to a blackish purplish blanket full of holes. Others diamonds glinting in black ink. It felt as though the universe was holding its breath, as if waiting for something.
Low and behold, an object falls from the sky, ablaze from fire caused by the burning of the atmosphere. Animals flee as the object crashes into the land of an island, Dinobot island. All is silent save the sound of fire crackling and a few nocturnal creature calls. The object can be seen as some kind of advanced alien space pod, large blue tinted window showing the outline of a humanoid figure. Then suddenly, the pod powers up, emitting a soft beep.
With a soft hiss, the window lifts to reveal it is actually a canopy door. Out slumps a lean, slender figure. They fall limply, holding something in their arms that gives a weak mewl. Without much thought, they shift in the air to land on their back to avoid squishing their companion. With a thud, they're down, no movement at all.
It seems as though Primus has made alterations to fate. A new player has entered into the game of war. War between the Decepticons and Autobots. And like a celestial being having been sent, the game begins anew. A fallen angel has seemed to enter the war on the whim of fate.
"Optimus,"
Bright blue optics blink, focusing back onto reality. The said mech turns to look at Ratchet, the elder mech having called him. " Yes Ratchet?" the young Autobot leader asked, offering a soft smile. "Scanners have picked up an unknown signal having entered the atmosphere," the medic replied, a frown crossing his faceplate. Optimus blinked in surprise, opening and closing his mouth once.
"Where is it headed?" Optimus finally asked, his tone serious. " That's the problem, I don't know," Ratchet grunted, crossing his arms over his chassis. " What do you mean? Optimus asked, arching an optic ridge in confusion. " I mean I don't know because the signal disappeared," the medic clarified. "How is that possible?" the young rig asked, confusion all over his face.
"I don't know kid, but one thing for sure is we have ourselves a visitor," Ratchet replied, leaning against a wall. Optimus nodded, returning to look tout the window like he had been doing earlier. Stars filled the night sky, ever vigilant, ever silent. They seemed to be like the guardians of the night and the companions of the Earth's moon. Silently, the young leader turned back to regard the elder mech leaning against the wall.
" We'll go searching tomorrow. We need to make sure-whoever they are-that our visitor isn't a threat."
Rawr: There's ya prologue for ya! And no, Cloudstreaker is not a fallen angel. *rolls eyes* I am just comparing how he came to Earth to that of a fallen angel's way. However I do kind of control fate…. In this story! MUWHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!
Bartimaeus: You scare me… O.O
Rawr: Oh hi Bartimaeus. Everyone, this is Bartimaeus, my Transformer muse. Say hi Barty!
Bartimaeus: Hiya!
Rawr: See ya in chapter 1 everyone! :D *huggles*