Underlined - Cybertronian Language
Chapter 1
POV. Pandora
Dream
"Opiluk! Daniluk! I'm scared!"
A youngling just out of its sparkling frame whispered frightfully, optics tearing up slightly from the fear. The sparkling was black and white like her creators with hints of red, had a visor like her daniluk, and overly large praxian wings like her opiluk that looked like angel wings that humans are so fond of. Her wings were pristine white with a strip of rose red going along the top edges of her wings. She had her daniluk's style with black coloring on her servos, helm, pedes, and upper arms with white everywhere else on her body. She was the only youngling in the group of children making her oldest.
''I know sweetspark, but you have to be brave for us" her daniluk murmured morosely to her, swiping at the tears silently slipping down her face, while her opiluk was trying to calm her sparkling brother with soft cooing and clicking noises "You are going to have to protect your brother and the others sparklings okay cybertron is becoming too dangerous for you and the others to stay here" she nodded "It will be okay we will be together again"
She along with her brother, who were the creations of Prowl and Jazz, Optimus Prime and Elita-One's femme creation, IronHide and Chromia's twins, mech and femme creations, and Wheeljack and Ratchet's femme creation were placed into a large sentient ship made for long distance space travel called Omega Supreme. She and the other children, along with other items that were locked and stored in the vault of the ship, were sent off. She watched from a window as everything she knew got further away from her, till she know longer make out anything on the planet, and soon after out of Cybertron's atmosphere.
Dream