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Authoress: Ok, so I can't wait to tell you all how this group started. It is an amazing group but they can be violent. That is why I am saying this now before any of them get to join me.
Ch. 1: Hinge
A brown car mech walked down the streets of Iacon with a gentle tread. Any bot who passed him could tell that he was deep in thought. At that moment, the bot was thinking about a training session he just had with a group of warriors-in-training the other day.
Everything was going like it normally did and the group was taking an energon break. While they were relaxing, the group had begun to talk about femmes. This normally wouldn't be a subject of interest to him but he decided to listen in for once. He was troubled when he heard them talk about femmes like objects of possession that could be used and then thrown away.
Angered by this, he yelled at them and said he was through training them. They had tried to say that they were just kidding but he had seen the true beating of their sparks and he knew that they meant every disgusting word.
He had gone home that night and had problems falling into recharge. His conscience had been eating him alive. What kind of bots was he training? Who was he sending out with his training? When he had finally fallen into recharge, he experienced a gruesome nightmare. In the nightmare, faceless mechs were burning homes and attacking femmes. He tried to run and stop the mechs but each time he tried, he was too late and the mechs would point at him and say that it was his fault. Then, the femmes started to do the same.
The mech had then woken up and canceled all of his training sessions that he had set up. He had received many angry messages demanding to know why but he just said he couldn't do it anymore.
The mech was now heading towards a busy part of Iacon to see Ultra Magnus. Ultra Magnus had been receiving complaints from the bots that he had canceled on and Ultra Magnus had requested an informal meeting at Macadams.
The brown mech soon arrived at Macadams and headed toward the V.I.B. section. He soon arrived at the correct room and opened the door. Inside, Ultra Magnus was sitting at the two person booth and already had ordered a cube of high grade for the brown mech. The mech walked over and sat down on the opposite side of Ultra Magnus before grabbing the cube and taking a sip.
"Hello Hinge. You know why I asked you to come down here."
The brown mech, Hinge, swallowed a sip and nodded before saying, "My previous clients called you because I canceled all of their sessions."
Ultra Magnus nodded and said, "Yes. They are demanding to know why you canceled. I personally would like to know as well."
Hinge let out a sigh before saying, "I am not going to be a call up trainer anymore."
"Why? You are the best one on Cybertron."
"Because I don't know who I am training."
"Explain."
"Well, I don't have a clue on what their moral standard is and I don't want to be responsible for giving some sick bot the tools to hurt others."
A silence then settled between the two of them before Ultra Magnus stated, "I see. And you have every right to do that. But what is your plan on what you are going to do now?"
And it had been that very question that had been plaguing Hinge. What would he do? Training had been all he had ever known. He had trained under the best trainer ever since he was a youngling. Hinge had never learned about anything else. Now he was in a bind. He shook his helm and said, "I have no idea. I am going to have to spend more time thinking about that."
"I hope that Primus helps you make the correct choice." Ultra Magnus stated.
Hinge nodded and said, "Thanks. How are things going in politics?"
Ultra Magnus let out a tired sigh and said, "Well, the council wants me to set up a group of soldiers that are independent of our influence. The only problem is finding a group of bots that are willing to run themselves without help from us."
Hinge nodded in understanding. He knew that a lot of bots who started a group usually got help from the government and it was very difficult to start one on your own. "I can imagine that you aren't getting very many offers."
Ultra Magnus nodded and said, "You would be right. As soon as I let out that there will be no government help, they all find an excuse to suddenly leave." He then sighed before saying, "Well, I have to get back to the council. They are probably upset that I am holding them up."
The two then stood and shook servos before Hinge said, "It was nice speaking to you Ultra Magnus. And good luck with the council."
Ultra Magnus smiled at that and said, "It was nice speaking to you too Hinge. And I hope you find something to do with yourself." The two then left Macadams.
As Hinge walked home, he started to think about what he would do with his future. He knew that he couldn't be a scout thanks to the multiple times he had walked into obvious pranks. A scout was supposed to be alert of their surroundings, qualities that he did not have. He couldn't remember anything that he read most of the time so being an intelligence agent was out as well. Pretty much everything he could think of was out except for a warrior.
A few clicks later, Hinge arrived at his living quarters and punched in his code before going inside and hitting the wash racks. He was hoping that the warm water would help him to relax and think with a clear processor. He was right about the relaxed part when he lay on his berth and he felt all of the tension that he had built up just flow away. But, as he tried to think, he felt his processor go numb and, even though he tried to fight it off, he soon fell into a deep recharge.
Hinge glanced around and saw the same scene he had seen in his previous dream. Black faceless mechs were attacking the city and hurting the femmes and again he ran to stop them. That was when things changed. From behind him, silver faceless mechs came and defended the femmes from the black mechs. He then heard himself giving orders and soon, both he and the silver mechs drove the black mechs away.
He then watched himself walk up to a nearby femme and her sparkling. The femme looked at him with grateful optics and said, "Thank you, Guardian Hinge." Hinge watched himself nod to the femme before his vision went black.
Hinge sat up and onlined his optics in shock. His processor was reeling from his dream. He felt like the dream was a sign as to what he should do with his life. But he couldn't figure out what it meant. He hopped out of his berth before pacing around his room. He did that for about three clicks until he remembered his talk with Ultra Magnus and he knew the answer right away.
Hinge was a flurry of motion as he ran to his study and started to pull up all of his account information and scanned through them. He then opened another file and found out just what type of buildings he owned. He went through them all until he landed on the perfect building. It was almost the size of Fortress Maximus and had been updated with the most recent technology. The building was one of the ones that he had not used but had bought for a charity organization. The building was located on the edge of Iacon so he would also have the use of the land on the other side.
Glancing at his internal clock, Hinge saw that it was the time of the solar cycle when bots were just starting to get up. He knew he had to act fast so he sent a message to Ultra Magnus to open up a communication channel. It took a few clicks but Ultra Magnus eventually accepted and asked, "What do you wish to speak about Hinge?"
"Do you have any meetings this morning?" Hinge asked in a hurry.
"No, my first meeting isn't until the council meeting in two cycles. Why?" Ultra Magnus asked, curiosity in his voice.
"Don't make any plans. I am coming down to see you." Hinge said.
"Ok, I will be expecting you." Ultra Magnus stated before closing the line.
Hinge ran to the wash racks and cleaned himself off and drank a cube of low grade before running out the door and making his way to Fortress Maximus. As he ran down the street, he noticed that many bots were stopping and staring at him, probably wondering why he was in a hurry. He smirked at their curiosity. Cybertronians were so nosy about ever bot's business that they often didn't mind their own.
He eventually made it to the Fortress and ran up the main platform into the building. He then sprinted down the hallways until he arrived at Ultra Magnus' hallway. He calmed himself down and slowed his intakes before walking to Ultra Magnus door and knocking. On the other side, Hinge heard Ultra Magnus say, "Come on in." Hinge obliged and entered the room. When the door closed, he walked to the front of Ultra Magnus' desk and took a seat. "What did you need to tell me about that was so important that you needed to come here at the early cycles of the solar cycle?"
Hinge relaxed himself before saying, "I think I have come up with a way to solve both of our problems."
"What problems?" Ultra Magnus asked.
"Well, my problem with what I am going to do with myself and your problem with trying to find a group of bots." Hinge answered.
"And what is that solution?" Ultra Magnus asked. But Hinge could tell that Ultra Magnus already had an idea about what it could be.
"I wish to start a group of warriors that will be independent from the government." Hinge stated.
Ultra Magnus nodded and asked, "Do you have the means to start this group?"
"Yes. I went over my credits last night and I have the funds. Plus, I own a building on the edge of Iacon that will suffice for a headquarters." Hinge stated.
Ultra Magnus seemed to think about that for a click before taking out a data pad and filling some things out. After about a click, he turned the data pad toward Hinge and said, "I just need you to name the group and sign your name."
Hinge took the data pad and tried to think of a name. After staring at it for a few clicks, he finally realized what the perfect name would be and wrote it in before signing his name. He then handed the data pad back to Ultra Magnus. Ultra Magnus had a surprised look appear on his faceplate before nodding and saying, "You picked an interesting name for this group."
Hinge smiled and said, "Yep. I think it is perfect."
Ultra Magnus then stood and said, "I will take this to the council immediately. I must go now."
Hinge then followed Ultra Magnus out of the room. Hinge then started to walk down the hall when he turned as Ultra Magnus said, "Good luck Hinge, first Guardian of Cybertron."
And all Hinge could do was smile as he walked out of the Fortress toward his new headquarters.
Hinge: Hey Authoress, glad I get to join you on these talks.
Authoress: Glad to have you Hinge. So, do you think that you could give me some advice?
Hinge: What?
Authoress: Well, should I tell them about Blackbit next?
Hinge: Yes, you already promised them you would and he was the second Guardian anyways. It would make clear sense to talk about him next.
Authoress: Thanks Hinge!
AN: Ok, so here is the first part of the Guardian origins. It will be five chapters long and I believe that it will help everyone understand some of the back story on all the bots. Plus, some parts in this story will be important for the sequel to The Journey of a Strange Femme. So, I will try to upload the other parts of this tomorrow and Saturday if I have time. Hope you all liked this. Please read and review. But no flames please.